someone you know (vol. 3)

this is the last version of the poem. i got so into it that i couldn't decide which one is best. hope you could help me with that. this is not an addition but an alternate ending. in the first two, it is left for another day, but what if it ended that day

 

Who am I?

Does it matter?

You know me after all

But I know you better

 

Again you call on me

To be the hero that draws you out

Of your pathetic misery

You know it wouldn’t last

But ‘tis true that I would suffice

At least for now

At least for a little while

At least for this night

 

Did you miss me?

I know I can be insanely addicting

Does it bother me? Not at all

Just glad to help you break that fall

You say you need me to retain your sanity

But by calling me, hasn’t it escaped you already?

Oh, well, your choice, but you must know

There’s a rebound to every throw

Don’t say I didn’t warn you

 

Now look at me, tell me what you see

Are you ready?

Are you ready to create me?

It takes guts you know

And this asinine urge for reckless abandon

To be blinded, to lose, with all desperation

To forget and gain temporary satisfaction

 

Alright then, take it slow

Or make it quick in one swift blow

Whatever pushes your buttons

Works fine either way for me

Oh, just make sure to press real hard and deep

Until you see the rubies creep

And let them stain the dagger for a moment

In scarlet oozing waves of delight

 

There! You did it! There I am again

Smiling and gaping at your twisted empty stare

Yes, bask in that wondrous blinding shielding pain

Take in the sight of crimson

And the tear from which it came

Yes, keep looking

Keep feeling

And for a moment feel alive

Forget the stupid sadness

And heartbreaking goodbyes

 

Yes, my friend, I am always here for you

You know how to reach me

I’ll always be there to save you

Thanks? No, forget it

For in a while my twin, Regret

Would fill you up and take my place

Consequences, what can I do?

 

But then I’m worth it, don’t you agree?

Because I take you to places with me

I take you to this swirling vortex of compulsion

Fueled with passion

Devoid of reason

I take you away from that lonely cell

And make you whole again

Ah, the irony

So what if I would kill you eventually?

Nothing can help you escape me

 

I see we’ve met several times

My marks still there with you

You’ve been lucky

My friend hasn’t come to claim you

But he will

I know in time

Patience is his greatest virtue

As is obsession my greatest crime

 

Yes, I know, I can tell you love me

And steadily, to my delight

You’ve been needing me more and more

What can I tell you?

My edges love you too

 

 

Tsk, tsk, tsk

I guess your time has come

Luck is on my side

Your new journey has begun

Don’t fret, it would be nice and slow

And where you’re going,

You would be needing me no more

You would feel it ebb away with ease

Your life trickling with the velvety pools

Your heart slows steadily until it stops

Your breathing shallows and then gasps

And slowly, your sadness would disappear

The loneliness would vanish

The pain no longer here

 

Yes, a little more and soon you would be gone

Leaving me in search of new and eager prey

Tears? How come? Don’t you wish to feel no more?

You only have yourself to blame you know

Choices, choices, hard and easy choices

Friend? Hero? Hah! I’m as good as you think you know

I was there when you called

And you needed my release

I drove you to ecstatic heights

Saved you from the sting of harsh good byes

I took you to depths unknown

To forget and feel no more

Now you’re getting it for real

That numbness and unfeeling

 

You trusted me?

You created me.

It is by choice that you called and made me

I am there yes but only because of you

Your choice now got the better of you

 

Hush, my dear, it is almost done

I see you’ve calmed as death begun

Yes, my friend I was yours true

But I depended solely on you

Yes, I am your hero, to this latest struggle

And yes, in a way, what you wish is gonna happen

So long my dear and weak and hopeless being

Our journeys have been truly fun and amazing

Maybe others could learn from you what you didn’t

And triumph over me and my powerful snares

Just goes to show, I guess

How true the old saying goes

Your best friend could in the end turn out

To be your mortal foe…

Author's Note

this is the third version, different because it picked up from the 10th stanza and delivers an alternate ending. hope you read the other two and tell me which one is the best version. thanks!

Reviews

[*** Hey Jude***]

This is a very interesting piece full of imagery and painful emotion. Stand tall and know that you have the ability to control your life! ~ Jude :-)

[Cliff Rhodes]

I can see how this might be a psychological example of someone self inflicting cuts, a taunting of the self from outside of the accepted mind set, and a betrayal of trust and love, even of oneself. (Interesting writing)

[Cliff Rhodes]

I have read a lot of scary novels about murder and treachery but this poem is really out there in that it involves the stickiness of love. Danger is always difficult to discern if it involves love, but the vicious one is also in danger, ultimately from themselves. I don't know if I should call it love or attachment though, since there is no really good reward at the end, but a loss for both individuals. He was hopelessly attached to her but she saw her fulfillment in being his hope. The really cruel paradox is that we all have to trust each other, ultimately, and that is what love really is. He was successful in that he trusted, so he attained love's ultimate goal. She, on the other hand, betrayed trust so she never attained love and lost. The cruel joke that love always plays is that both hearts are always broken in the end, when love eventually wins. People who have cruel minds are not oblivious or impervious to love and grieve even more at the loss of those who truly love them.

I am not sure if this is a mistake because it might be expression and colloquial as in what people always say.
Line #93.....

"Tears? How come? Don't you wish to feel no more?"
Tears? How come? Don't you wish to feel (any) more?

This was a really interesting story of suspense and probably true to life in so many ways.
Have a nice day. Peace.