did i forget to mention...

did i forget to mention
how scared I am?
of everything.
of you & me / of him & her / this & that...
of building castles out of sand
and dreams out of daylight
and love out of naiveté...
hm.
is it true? will i be
a martyr
for love?
i suppose there are worse things
to die for.
but i have so much to live for / so much to give for
what is all this for?
this aching / taking / breaking apart
this grating / abating / mating of the heart...
my words are disjointed
my fingertips anointed
in holy water
and with a barely lucid desperation
i'm rubbing my eyes
my neck / my lips
my words - they trip
and fall straight into
oblivion.
no one will hear them now.
no one will care.
i will tear at my insides
til i simply fall apart
and i can only blame
this foolish / lovely
heart.
it all started there
and there it will end...
either with its mending
(agreement still pending)
or the slow slow suture
of silently fading love-ness
(i thought myself above this)
and yet here i lay
whispering for the pain
to go / go /
go away.

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Kara you my darling friend are such a gift to the written word... you lay out such vulnerability in this piece when it comes to the human emotions as confusion of why we have to hurt and make mistakes... I think those are the things that help make the wonderful moments in our life more special... I love the depths of the human soul you take us to as life is questioned and you strive to find the answers.

[Anhedonia 1349]

I finally stumbled into a poem that I don't have to put on my favorites list. Sorry.

I love the content of this poem a lot. As much as the others, in fact. I really found myself tripped up on the rhyme; not tripped up in the "this is hard to follow" sense but tripped up in the "I can't get past how unnatural this makes me feel" way. It's weird; I love rhymed poetry, but I just didn't get into the rhyme here.

That doesn't change the way your words make me feel, however. I still think reading your works ranks highly on my daily "to-do" list. It makes a bad day suddenly not bad.

Nice work. And the rhyme thing is just something in my own, stupid brain.

Have a wonderful holiday, Kara. Maybe you'll have something new for me to indulge in after the turkey settles.

Thanks again.

[some generic s**t]

i really like this
fear paralelled by heartache
thumbs up

[Rachel P. Salamone]

i love the rhythm of this. its perfect.