Speaking Through Hazed Emotions

The north wind is chilling

Souls burning in fire

Where is there escape

What is right

Please let me know

 

When your world crashes down

Upon those strands of a heart you have left,

Maybe not everything is wrong with the shattering earth.

But it is hard to stand and let things pass.

When you know you’re in there somewhere,

Waiting to come back out,

Like a groundhog hibernating for winter to be over

 

Blind to emotion,

Sight seems like a fog.

The world is so far-away.

We pray for life.

We pray to feel alive again.

 

Wonderful hours spent awake at night.

Beautiful minutes wasted to the darkest of days.

Satisfying hunger to know we’re alive.

Pain in our lips as we bite down emotions

Pain feels good.

 

Reviews

[Marianna Venodecci]

I really like this. It's so deep and invigorating - definitely kept me hooked. When reading it, it sounded like a voice over for a movie of someone who's just gone through terrible trauma and is having to deal with a lot of pain. I was telling someone the other day in a review that, though the way you wrote it and the way I interpreted it may have been in two completely different contexts, I still feel like I understand your message on some level. While you might have written this poem by way of one experience, I can relate to it by way of my own experiences, and it really speaks to me. I'm so glad you wrote this poem. Good job. :)

[Adela Muresan]

Nice imagery, except for the groundhog thing :)) ,I really don't think it fits very well.
I like it mostly, it's got style.

A.M.

[the_ese]

we pray to feel alive again. agreed.