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The Burn

Whirring fan in the background

Shadows flapping beneath the light

I, standing in the in-between

 

How could you do this to me?

After all we’ve been through?

I thought we had an understanding

You and I

An understanding

I misunderstood

 

Laughing

Crying

Sharing

Hoping

 

Victorious in battle

We conquered

The world – this world

We did

Just me and you

You and I

 

An understanding

Misunderstood

Am I in the wrong?

 

Living

Loving

Wishing

Praying

 

Maybe I am

Maybe I’m the one

Being selfish

Maybe I’m the one

Who doesn’t care

But I do care

With all my heart

I do

Do you?

 

Yelling

Screaming

Shouting

Scarring

 

Why does it always turn out this way?

The Rage

The Bite

The Anger

The Spite

Can’t we just be friends and talk?

 

Standing on the other side

Looking across the Pit

The point of no return

I can see your side

Can’t you see mine?

I don’t want things to end

Like this

I don’t want us

To burn

 

Burn

 

You’ve burned me, though,

Your icy glare

Your fiery words

You’ve burned my very soul

 

Betrayal

 

This is how I feel

Yet you turn your head

You close your eyes

You say that

I’m the one

 

But it wasn’t me,

It can’t always

Be me, I can’t

Always be wrong

I can’t always

Be wrong. Can

I always be

Wrong?

 

Screaming

Shouting

Crying

Healing

 

No.

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5 Responses

  1. Thank you, Maude. ;P

    I couldn’t sleep last night, and about 2:30 in the morning – after almost dreaming – I got up and wrote this. The typos in my journal are ridiculous! But it helped, because I crashed right after.

    I suppose I had to bleed myself dry before I could sleep.

    October 11, 2011 at 5:10 pm

  2. Truly awesome poem. My attention was arrested right through to the end. Very good use of language. Thanks for sharing.

    October 11, 2011 at 10:16 pm

    • Thank you for reading – and leaving feedback! :)

      October 11, 2011 at 10:20 pm

  3. I love the questioning of always being wrong. I’ve been down that road a time or two myself. As the old saying goes . . . “It takes two to tango.”

    October 12, 2011 at 8:18 am

    • Miss D! So good to see you again, and yes, that’s exactly right. :)

      October 12, 2011 at 10:14 am

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