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LaGraceLa
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since 2011-01-30
Posts 243
Minnesota, USA

0 posted 2011-03-26 10:37 PM



I can see the pain.
It fills your dark brown eyes,
and it furrows your eyebrows.
I listen to her, and watch you.
I want to take you away,
take you someplace safe.
I know that it hurts,
but you look up at me and smile.
It breaks my heart.
I want to hold you.
I want to protect you.
I want to tell her to go to hell.
But I don't.
I look at you,
pain filling your dark brown eyes,
and listen to her.
She blames it on you,
when you need her to tell you it is okay.
You try to tell her,
but she just brushes it away.
I hear you, as I listen to her.
I want to cry.
I want to scream.
I want to tell her to shut up.
She says that it is not you,
that she is mad at other things,
but still she blames you.
And when you tell her,
when you cry out,
when you beg for her to hear,
I watch her,
and she walks away.
Then I look back,
and your dark brown eyes filled with pain
watch her go.
I can feel you breath out,
and you open your arms
to me.
I smile at you,
and you reach over and pull me to you.
And as I hug you,
my head on your chest,
I can not see your dark brown eyes fill with tears.
I hold you, 
my hand grabs your shirt,
and you hold me tighter.
I heard you cry out,
I watched her walk away.
And I picture your dark brown eyes,
trying not to cry.
How can she hurt you?
How can she ignore you?
How can she pretend it is fine?
I listen to your heart,
it beats much too fast,
and I watch the door way,
she does not come back.
You look at me and smile
and I want to cry for you.
I want to make it okay.
But you smile and back up
and push the pain away.
Then back in she walks,
nothing but smiles,
and makes jokes about what you have said.
And I watch your dark brown eyes,
and they are dull.
And I am filled with guilt,
because now I am forced to leave.
And as I hug you goodbye
your dark brown eyes are about to cry.
I want to take you far away,
I hate to think here is where you have to stay.
But I look at you and smile,
and tell myself it is not my place.
So I look at her and smile,
and I walk out the door.
Never have I hated myself more.


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XGarapanX
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since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435
Antarctica
1 posted 2011-03-27 06:00 PM


I have read your three latest posts, and again there is no disappointment here. I love substance within art so much that I am almost addicted. But Poetess, this one wrenches my heart the deepest and mostest, and this writing has sealed the day for me. There is nothing further anyone can say in a poem today to make my soul feel as if he has been fed with something worth eating.

·´~`·­»Garapan«­·´~`·  "Look! Crumbs on his jacketses... Heeee took it!"

LaGraceLa
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since 2011-01-30
Posts 243
Minnesota, USA
2 posted 2011-03-27 07:32 PM


Thank you, again. You know that I love to hear your kind words. And 'child with a slit throat smile', I almost cried while I read it. Thank you for sharing it, I love brutally honest poems. And it was very very honest. Even when you wish that something like that could only be a lie, you need to realize that it is not, and poems like yours do that, so thank you.

XGarapanX
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since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435
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3 posted 2011-03-27 08:05 PM


Your tenderness moves my heart and verifies what I already know of you, Poetess. Your qualities go before you. Yes, my friend, it's a hard road back from things like that. But it is possible for those who wish it.

·´~`·­»Garapan«­·´~`·  "Look! Crumbs on his jacketses... Heeee took it!"

XGarapanX
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since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435
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4 posted 2011-03-27 08:20 PM


Which reminds me Sarah, if ever you find a poet in here whose previous works you wish to view there's an icon right above every comment that looks like a page with a magnifying glass. This feature helps you find that poets writing  whatever forum it rests within.

·´~`·­»Garapan«­·´~`·  "Look! Crumbs on his jacketses... Heeee took it!"

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