Your Self Hangs Over Me (old poem by me)
I am forever living in the shadow of who I could be
I'd like to be a bed of rocks sunken under a stream
Where less is expected of me
But I know this low flow
of words trickling, how it seems
To you it’s just the same
Bake me into senseless, show me not to see
You want me to become a sack of nothing
So you can seem more free
Manipulated into motionless, scalloped on my every grain
By your lack of reinforcement
I know how to behave
For your thoughts unwanted
Use me as your scribble page
I’ll store all new findings until I can throw them away
The way you talk is ignorant
The way you breathe releases fleas
I’m itchy just being near you; your self hangs over me
@TheSunIsUpTheSkyIsBlue What a beautiful poem, my friend. You write, with such deep meaning. You really do.
@TheSunIsUpTheSkyIsBlue the way you put your emotions into words is just BEAUTIFUL
@TheSunIsUpTheSkyIsBlue The poem is just *chef's kiss*
I love this one. It's emotive and that first line is so so relatable.
@TheSunIsUpTheSkyIsBlue This was lovely, I enjoyed reading this.
@TheSunIsUpTheSkyIsBlue
What an excellent poem, I loved the imagery and metaphors. I thought the contradictory elements ( 'show me not to see', 'sack of nothing', and 'manipulate into motionless') were particularly clever and more potent because of the dichotomy of the words chosen.
The tonal shift from resigned to confrontational gives it a sense of progression/hint of deeper insight and makes one want to know more. Kudos to you.
