Enigma of love

Do you ever find love one big puzzle? But you can't let go due to fear of being alone?

Enigma of Love

These words swirling in her head

are the only sense of peace she can find.

The rhythm in her heart beats with uncertainty

for time is not forgiving,

and heartache is relentless....

throbbing to the rememberance of 

neglected nights,

and somber sights,

riding off hope, but lost in the mass of

illusion. 

An ether spirit

combustible under cruel intentions.

Clarity parts her mind,

brings her out of the conundrum of life,

of why every night she is alone.

Breathing in certainty

but breathing out hesitation...

until her air is stifled,

and there is no need for oxygen,

because she is choking

on the after effects of

realization

that she may be...

Alone.

Lost.

indiscriminate.

Unaware of how to judge the situation,

thoughtless,

an enigma herself.

Author's Note

Again, another poem I wrote within my tough two weeks. An intense relationship I still hold onto because without them there is no air, and holding on for the fear of being alone. Have you felt that before?

Reviews

[Kaylor Mason]

I can't review this, due to my lack of experience with this stuff. I know what I can say, though: I know what it's like to be totally, utterly alone. It's not easy . . . but it's liveable. Barely.

[Flo_writer]

I can truly feel the anguish in this Poem. We are all lonly at some Point or another. One can only hope to find strength And comfort when we Need it the Most. I hope writing gives you both. It's very heart felt And emotional. Every word has Meinung here And the flow runs smooth with pain. Bravo Bravo.

[emmajoy]

Such sadness and loss for and of self here, emotions muddled yet finding the right way to explain how it is. Life seems to consist of dark times when it comes to love, but as said tis better to have loved and .. maybe. We learn more about self and why at these times .. or should.

'Clarity parts her mind, ~ brings her out of the conundrum of life,~ of why every night she is alone.

Courage, friend, you've survived before, you will again, soon, please God. (You)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Loving ourself is the first step in finding true happiness in another's heart. A very open and honest poem.