your silence speaks volumes
loudly
clearly
piercingly
the words you didn't speak
inflicted it's pain already
no words uttered
yet i heard you
loud and clear
there is no reason for me to stay
i leave behind only my heart
everything else is already dead
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Don't mind me bloggies. This very intense jibber jabber was brought to you courtesy of a few glasses of Malbec and lots of memories. Ah, nostalgia, the holidays, liquor and bad poetry. Good times.
Come back soon, I'll be sober (ish) and in a better mood. In the meantime, I want to hear all about everyone's Thanksgiving. Ready? Set? Go!
8 comments:
"Loving with ones heart... unconditionally..." always sets one up for a great deal of hurt and pain.
Of course, the other side of the coin is to not be totally into the relationship... which then means, I think, that we miss something.
I will go with the chance of hurt and pain everytime...
Malbec, huh? What winery do you like? I need to try something different...
~shoes~
I would rather know I could possibly feel hurt and pain than to feel empty and numb as a safety. Human nature sucks sometimes doesn't it?
Hey you... I also like a good Shiraz... and a Syrah... I've been told that a Shiraz and a Syrah are the same grape... same wine. Hell, I dunno...
OK... since Google is my friend, I just looked and several sources support that.
:o)
~shoes~
Nothing wrong with being sensitive. As for being 100% in it... never again will I allow myself to get lost in something that I was never all that excited about in the first place. That is how you lose years. And I am getting older all of the time!
Yes, it's all we can do. That and go write through it. Your poetry is incredibly evocative. I know I've told you that before. You should publish a book of poems.
Be well, Yvonne.
xoRobyn
Shoes- I will ALWAYS love, in spite of pain and tears. I would never want to miss out on any of it. Even the bad stuff. I'm just all sorts of emotional right now which makes for cheesy bloggins. ;)
Shiraz is so good, isn't it? It's definitely a favorite of mine. Syrah. I will have to remember that that next time I'm out. I'll let you know what I think. :)
BB- Totally agree. What is it about us that wants to love so immensely no matter what? Still, I rather love and hurt than not feel anything ever, at all.
Robin- Thanks. Although, sometimes I get so sappy I make myself sick. lol
Robyn- Aww, thanks, friend! I'm actually working on a that as we speak/type/blog. I am hesitant about it but I really want to do it. A book of my poetry, imagine that! :)
Ah yes, silence. It is powerful indeed. I have found it to be the one thing that kept me from going down insanity lane with so much of my family. If I could keep it together enough to stay out of the fray, then I was immune to the quicksand!
YRJ- Sadly, I don't think we are "immune to the quicksand" -sooner or later, we all get stuck. The trick is knowing how to get out of it and not drown in it. Or let it drown you.
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