Gazing forward

Gazing forward

I am alone now.

Am I alone forever?

I am weak now.

Even my boasts reek of terror.

I can’t tell if you are any better.

Did you succeed?

Is your mind freed?

Or are you still tied, 

by guilt and greed, 

to me?

I see no shine on your finger,

no dimples of pleasure. 

I see mine own eyes, 

yet they seem wetter than ever. 

You cannot speak. 

You are but an image in my hopeless minds eye. 

But I hope that one day,

even past this gaze of time, 

you look better 

ere I die.  

Reviews

[Alexa Apothic Red]

This is a beautiful piece. Sweet, sad, longing. I like the line "Even my boasts reek of terror." Also the line "I see no shine on your finger"-made me wonder about a ring or it being shiny for other reasons? Either way, I loved this humble and haunting piece. Great job!

[Willem Gray]

Thank you kindly, I wrote this when I was suffering from more frequent panic attacks due to some bad self inflicted experiences. That type of self sabotage really got to me, and I wondered if I would ever just be a reasonably happy and normal old guy. Sometimes I still do... the shine would refer to a ring as a symbol of a 'normal' and fulfilled life. It's a bit on the nose but I think clear imagery might be a device that I prefer over deliberate vagueness, even if it's comes across as a bit obvious and amateur.
Anyway thanks for reading this old poem of mine... It meant a lot to me when I wrote it and I'm glad you read it... :)

[Alexa Apothic Red]

That's interesting that you refer to self-sabotage, because that's the name of one of the pieces I have posted here. You should check it out.. or any of my writing, feel free to read and review. I will be sure to read more of yours as well.

[Willem Gray]

I'll certainly read your work. I hardly have much else to do so I look forward to it. :)