The Lighter

It's 7 in the morning, and I'm wide awake in bed
I can't stop slipping, can't stop the spilling of my heart into my head
And I want nothing more then for him to lay across my chest
Squash the monsters and anxieties, and bring back my reality

I want my mind read, and my heart fed
I want to lay all day in his bed with our legs tangled under sheets
I want the bruises and the tanlines
I want the snow we had in springtime
You know, I'd never felt so brave in the cold

I'd never had my heart break by anyone but me
But I gave my madness and my truths to a boy who hates the sea
He once was so familiar, then he kissed my salty tears
And he did'nt like their taste or the thinness of my waist

I wanted passion and freedom
I want relentless love, a human being
I wanted him the way he was in spring
I want his static touch. I want him too much
I want just the two of us. I want exactly who he never was to me

I was never very good at producing flames on my own
Now that's he's gone in his own world I'm having trouble staying warm
It never occurred to me I was giving him the power
I wish he'd kiss me one last time like he did that day behind the treeline

He destroyed me and annoyed me
But he did like my hair curly. He also thought I thought too much
Now I'm broken, and I'm open
I still keep all his tokens because I'm not quite ready to give him up

Reviews

[Chris]

We tie so many things emotionally and physically to the one we're with and when we aren't with any longer we're lost as all our anchors have been released.

[tedefroberts]

Very well organized and emotive! I can tell that this piece is really a piece of you (at the time you wrote it). I liked the read...I seem to like most of your writing! :-)

[Michael Leon Wilson]

Now I'm broken and open.

You portray yourself helpless and exposed .... innocent. You paint a vivid picture and I enjoyed your sincere affections from afar.

Swing swing swing

[terry smith]

It is the dripping, from heart to head that makes the morning one to dread, but if you stop it your heart will surely be dead so pour it into a glass and drink it instead ...Nicely done, I can so relate to this poem!

[Adam Adams]

Sounds astounding.. & substantially intriguing.
You open your heart & let the world see/watch and filmized two lovers's mystic love that's longed to have nothing, but "love" for long. However, the interesting thing 'bout your poetry is, you stir it with your raw emotions.. putting suspense, twist around the whole panoramic obsession of your warmed feelings (which're, of course, quite real & belong to your real nice life for sure). Nice imagery... & passionately pen'd up. Great job!

[Annie Gryphon]

There are very nice parts in it, like the legs tangled under sheets and all the words of Monsters, snow and springtime. I think it could be more powerful if it was a bit shorter. Then it could cut like a knife.

[Cherry Pepperweb]

The letting go is hard, it's true that time heals.
More or less. :-/

[A. Amos]

The moment our heart breaks our soul dies. Only with a kiss of truly love we become alive again...please don't give up you meet the one, who is especially made for you. Your pain felt in your words...stay happy!

[Meghan]

Thank you A. Amos! I am hanging in there :)

[A. Amos]

Your most welcome my friend..

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This poem is a work of art. Sad, but elegant words.
Your heart is an open book. I was touched.
For what it is...there is still beauty hidden somewhere
between the lines...that shines through.
Chin up.

[Meghan]

Thank you!

[Jen Walters]

Is this autobiographical? I hope not, its a lot to endure by oneself. This piece is very touching to the heart and very emotional, people can relate to this as well. Thanks for sharing such a truly detailed piece and have a wonderful day.

[Meghan]

Thank you Jen. Yes, it is autobiographical. I'm through a very difficult breakup, but writing helps me sort and process everything.

[Jen Walters]

That's a shame that its autobiographical; breakups are almost always hard. I have been through my share of them before finding my husband. I am glad you have found an outlet at least, message me if you need to talk. I hope things go better for you and always remember to be good to yourself first.