The Knots in my stomach

NaomiRayne

I have so many plans

I have so many plans

I have so many plans

I need to get there

I'm in so much pain

I stood up and started walking a few years ago,

I just noticed I left myself too far behind

I'm crying because to me you seem so arrestingly alive

I'm crying listening to your voice because I can't write down what your saying fast enough

What have I done

What did I do

Where do I go

Where the hell did I come from

I started carving your name on the blocking wall in my mind where I'm stuck

It hurts more than anything taking the sharp blade to the side of my skull to spell you out

What have you done

What did you do

Where did you go

Where the hell did you come from

Why can't I feel close to you

How I love someone turns out as a resemblance of how I force myself to throw up everyday

I take it in

I feel it in me

But it doesn't stay, it all comes out and then I turn away like it never happened

Are you going to let me walk away?

  • Author: Rayne (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 31st, 2017 11:05
  • Comment from author about the poem: Desperate huh?
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Mellowman

    Naomi, what a gritty, stark and visceral portrayal of the depths of pain our soul can reach. Pure dark beauty! Feel like I have been in that place-Thank you for sharing-Greg (Mellowman)

    • NaomiRayne

      Thanks for those words, I wasn't sure about putting this one out there, so thank you so much.

    • Tony36

      Well written and expressed

      • NaomiRayne

        Thank you

        • Tony36

          Welcome

        • ajithraj

          uncertainty, impatience, doubt constitute mental agony. it is a nice portrayal of the agony. hopefully the pain will go away.

          • NaomiRayne

            Thanks, I think I found away to figure it out, I hope too haha

          • WL Schuett

            Spewing it out always helps this is a dark but lovely piece



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