Deprivation

Deprivation

Your eyes are intensity rushing toward me;

begging my soul to hold on "just a little while longer".

Holding on has never been something I was very good at.

Flashes of what could be, what should be

invade the the quiet space of my mind.

I feel my grasp slipping.

Reality seemingly so far away.

The rational part of me speaks up. I try to tame her, but she's a noisy b***h

with her disagreeable what-ifs and but-don'ts.

My heart shatters at the thought of those eyes, so fiercely blue,

fading into a life I can never be a part of.

I'm BREATHLESS at the thought of you;

Breathless from the inevitable loss of you;

bereft of any joy.

Only half-feeling.

Starving for the color blue.

Reviews

[wolf843]

Very deep. I feel as though I am experiencing the situation in the poem myself. I also relate the situation in the poem with the human condition and just the way we are. Always wanting to change somebody, yet hardly working on ourselves.

[Twizzler]

This is a great piece...so much passion and truth. Your words make an incredible statement of longing and need that everyone can relate to at one time or another.