Days I can't say

Quick write

         Across an open sky

   To where my thoughts return

    Flying on the swirling winds

         of a desert eastern

 

         In my darkest days

      The ones I never share

     Words that can't explain

          What lurks there

 

          I feel the hardness

      Overcome my aching face

         Erasing any emotion

          with it's dead space

 

        In those cold moments

        My eyes give me away

       Deep set sinister stare

             Dead and grey

 

            So don't ask me

      I don't know what to say

       It's not for you to know

     What happened that day

 

         You don't know me

       I've never been defined

       Look into my darkness

         What would you find

 

 

Reviews

[Mic]

You're evolving Ric. Very impressive. Not because I think it's better nor worse than the others, but because it's different.

I like it.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you for reviewing days mic.

[That_Guy]

I know where you're coming from on this. Powerful write, well done Baby R. I also happen to love the word "Sinister" not sure why ;P

[Baby Ricochet]

Sinister is a good word. Thank you for reviewing days bro.

[Marie]

Some things are best not shared.

[Baby Ricochet]

You got that right. Thank you for reviewing days Marie.

[RachelReaper]

This is unlike anything I've ever read by you, and I have to say I'm impressed that you branched out on the topic of real, gut-wrenching inner darkness. You've probably taken on this topic before, but in a more humorous way, but this is dark, deep, and serious and its very nicely done.

[Baby Ricochet]

I have in earlier works with anger as the overriding emotion. Thank you for reviewing days Rachel.

[Tai Ryens]

Mysterious, enticing, and interesting even if, say, a stranger without a clue of what you've possibly gone through would read this. Well done.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you for reviewing days tai.

[Mr Dunne Poetry]

This is filled with mystery, I really enjoyed this BR :)

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you for reviewing Days CCCP.

[Mr Dunne Poetry]

My pleasure mate :)

[Michael G.]

A truth said well, sir.

(Btw... Happy Birthday.)

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you and THank you for reviewing Days Mr G

[nigrum homonculus]

definitely a different one from you. for me it wasn't as hard hitting as your other stuff and for the style you wrote in, it was perfect. really refreshing to see this kinda stuff from you. well done man. good write.

[Baby Ricochet]

It a different tac. Thank you for reviewing Days PhilGod

[KAOlmsted]

It's a longing to be understood, but at what cost. Sitting on a stock pile of horrific memories, hoarding them, keeping them close, never sharing...in the end you have to wonder: why did I need to be so selfish with my pain? It's an enormous inner struggle. The desire for empathy often retreats in the face of the pride of strength. After our boat exploded, and our 4 month old baby nearly drowned, when I visited her father in the burn unit, I never told him I woke up screaming every night...pride of strength...but now, eight years later, with each telling of that dreadful story, I leave a little of that pain back in Lake Union and I allow myself to accept the fact she is okay, he is okay, and I am...relatively okay. I'm not for one second suggesting our experiences are comparable, merely offering you some empathy, as we all have a stock pile of horrific memories...and letting you know: it's okay to shed a little light into that darkness.

Beautifully written poem. Thank you for posting it.

-kimmer

[Baby Ricochet]

It's about a lot of things. Thank you for reviewing Days Kimmer

[KAOlmsted]

Sure.

[Pax]

an inner write of the darkness that lurks in the corners of the mind...
Great work my friend.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you for reviewing Days Mr Pax