The ground checking against my face.

I'm only gonna read 3 digits while I sit here.
In the chair where I always stare, reading lighted air.

Waiting on the feeling to stop.
It's wearing my eyes down with every drop.
Tactile synthesis I can't stop.
It's sympathy for pain, it's not the same.

As when the ground comes up.
And grabs my throat.
Asking me to shut up.

Face it you're reading another page.
Of something inside I can't call but rage.
No actor could portray on any stage.
The ground checking against my face.

I'm only gonna say it twice, I'm not talking.
It's dead and gone, so can we please just move on.
So talk about the aftershock, I wear talking.
It's dead and gone, so can we please just move on.

I'm waiting, waiting for this feeling to stop.

As for the ground disrupts my thoughts.
With synthesis of a hollow stop.
Looking for the next station, to get off.

I'm waiting, waiting for you to move on.

I'm only gonna say it twice, I'm not talking.
It's dead and gone, so can we please just move on.
So talk about the aftershock, I wear talking.
It's dead and gone, so can we please just move on.

Reviews

[Kara Emily Krantz]

hm... wow. i really liked this, my dear.

"As when the ground comes up.
And grabs my throat.
Asking me to shut up. "

that was my favorite part, but there were so many that made me stop and think... some really great moments and sentiments within this poem... even though the overall feeling is definitely desperate and a little dark... this is really well expressed

hugs

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

Sorry it took so long to review. I loved the raw emotion of this write. Great Write.

[Annelise]

This sounds like a song, the words immeadiatly put a beat in my head. It begs to be sung.

"I'm only gonna say it twice, I'm not talking.
It's dead and gone, so can we please just move on.
So talk about the aftershock, I wear talking.
It's dead and gone, so can we please just move on."

Thats one hell of a stanza there. It's a feeling I know well. Reading this was a bit like watching walls bleed. Its surreal, confusing, amazing, and in its own way, it makes sense.

[Gary H]

seems I'm going to be a dissenter here and say that I think this would be better if the lines didn't rhyme. just to me, this seems to lose structure by the lines fitting too snugly together. your poems tend to breath and expand, rhyming sometimes makes things too concise.

all in all, a good poem though and nice addition to your poems on site.

[Wildfleour]

Like V. Van, I usually don't like poems that rhyme, but you did a great job with this. I think you found a very interesting way of describing a relationship at the crossroads.

[V.Van-Doll]

Normally, I don't like poems that rhyme. There's very few that catch my attention. This poem has just joined that small list.

"Face it you're reading another page.
Of something inside I can't call but rage.
No actor could portray on any stage.
The ground checking against my face."


The imagery I got when reading this was just amazing. You're really good at "painting the big picture" when it comes to writing. Kudos! :)

Keep up the good work!
V.Van Doll :)