I feel betrayed again, neglected and obscene ...

I feel betrayed again, neglected and obscene tears stream along my face in indignation.
Do not presume to tell me what you mean.
I understand.
I have imagination.

My strength gave way at last,
and I collapsed between your silence and the dial tone
a butterfly beneath a looking glass
left breathlessly awaiting your return.

My nerves are torn.
My smile �" a maze of sores,
and what is worse �" I feel no pain.
Only hope burns inside with such a force
as it will never gather up again.

Not much is left…

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Sad, sad, sad .. a wretchedness of words - yes, beautifully put but full of pain and disillusionment, and when that point's reached, there's little left.
Heartbreaking: ' I collapsed between your silence and the dial tone ~ a butterfly beneath a looking glass ~ left breathlessly awaiting your return.'

[Dream Weaver]

When all else fails there is always hope, when hope
fails there's only sadness and sorrow. A very emotive
piece...

[Joel McCarthy]

"My smile - a maze of sores" is a very good line. It connects a downtrodden mood (a concept hard to grasp or define in personal situations) with a physical representation of pain. Maybe it is literal, that the mouth is infected with pimples or cold sores, but I also read it as though the mouth has made many past efforts to force a smile, but instead of happiness, there is pain. Sorry to dwell on this line alone, but it spoke to me the loudest. Very nice.

[fireblossom]

This poem is deep and real. It touches my core because it comes from your core.

Not much is left... I'm a real living flesh and bone human like you. I stand beside you when you feel this way.

Great poem.