Desperate Communication

Desperate Communication

A Poem by Wunderlich
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Talked to a friend while I was on a Dramamine "trip". We haven't talked since, despite my efforts at trying to reach her.

"

I can see your reflection
Distorted and dancing on the surface
Of this pulsating puddle

I can hear your echo
Distant and vibrating from wall to wall
Of this hollow cavern

I can smell a wisp of
Your intoxicating scent in the wind
Of this scathing storm

And I snatch it
Desperate claws grasping your voice
Suffocating your beauty
Burying it deep into the ground

Do you not see?
I must have it

I can feel a shadow of
Your lingering presence cast upon me
In this hollow soul

Unidentified darkness setting
Sun never to rise again
Or so it seems
So the bottle is left empty
The lid askew
The dust of the pills crowded around its edges
Light twisted and deformed
Acting out a demented play in the corners of my eyes

And I try
To type
But I can't
Seem to
Get a hold
Of my words
They escape me
My mind grabbing at them
With mental claws
This is the beginning
Of the desperation
That I am now plagued with

And you
In confusion
Or in anger?
Left me to be
Left me sitting
Left me staring
Unaware of the harm
That I have set upon myself
Only as sobriety irons out my mind
And my vision is once again reinstated
Do I realize what I have done
The atrocity I have committed

Now seven days
Full of blood
Poison
And smoke
Have passed
And my lips
They are mere centimeters away
From Insanity's
I can feel her erratic breath upon my skin
And I lean in slowly
Tears flooding my eyes
Sweat rising from my pores

What have I done?

© 2009 Wunderlich


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This has power and painful passion flowing throughout- that's not an easy thing to accomplish. Bravo. Great writing.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Vivid. Intensely so.
My reality twisted to yours as I read of the distorted confusion.
The last stanza is exceptionally powerful.
.........
What have I done?
.........
The haunting question.
Brilliantly expressed.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Wow... honestly I read few poems. This one well worth.... passion emotion... I love it. It made me feel mad... like insane... such a powerful right. Amazing flow. Beautiful. :D

Posted 15 Years Ago


Love it..I was blown away by the rep and flow.. nicely done

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Wunderlich
Wunderlich

Marshall, VA



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