bones and sickness

[creativesoul]

sadness is like a shadow
inside your bones
of a stressful emotional hard and difficult time
depression is like an old friend, waiting to find me alone
tears sometimes come up through my stomach, holding my breathe
i try not to feel the things that lead me there

there is the place
where the heart is in your hand
reaching to meet
feel love that you thought was there
but as i turned it was gone
the quiet is deafening
gone but not done

jepordy is on
the waiting song
there is a cat in the jungle
looking in my window

things that seem normal
laundry, dishes,paying debts
leave me feeling
just all wet
cooking food
stealing moments of fantasy like dreams
to enhance my self esteem
roses with thorns
love and hate
passion is such a debate
control, lack of funds, no imagination-
makes relations full of stagnation

i suppose, it is fair
what happens
do you dare?

[justwalt]

sometimes I find when the going gets tough
that my state of mind is never enough to truly
reveal all that I am and just how I feel or how
much I can...

sometimes I miss the hours I waste feeling like
this while writing poems in haste that never end
or fully cover how pain is my friend and fear is
my lover...

sometimes I crawl away to hide behind the
walls I create inside where arid tears flow down
dusty streams and no one hears the anguish in
my screams...

sometimes I'm caught in this self-made snare
where a pleasant thought becomes something rare
to find or to keep when nothing makes sense from
this tangled heap of feelings so dense...

sometimes in that hour of my want and need
I find the power to supersede the part of me that
thinks too much and longs to be free to feel
your touch...

...and sometimes I can't

sometimes, wgs/'90
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many is a word

[creativesoul]

oh wow that is alot to digest---excellant-seriously

[saw]

bones and sickness is a great title, a precursor to the eloquent anguish you paint..........in order to write things that reach people in the core of their being we need first, to be able to feel something.....too often that comes from pain......pain is great material.......something every reader has felt....

it sucks getting betrayed, abused, ignored, slapped, jilted, duped etc. etc.
but ya gotta admit it's a wealth, so to speak, of invaluable material

nice work to both of you, creativesoul and justwalt.......