Longing, confusion, desperation… confusion!
Drowning, Loving, Believing, bewildered… misunderstood!
Silence, anger, lust, longing! …confusion.
Tired, my eyes
Sleep, my heart
Beats, in my head
I think, I believe
In What?
I can’t see
what she sees
is not all me.
Light up my soul, my flame
burn me forever, burn away my shame
comfort me and I will cherish you
kiss me and I will bleed for you
love me and I will die for you
Shaking, convulsing, sweating, suffocating!… speechless…
deformed, unworthy of the brilliance that emanates within her
I can see her
but she can not see me.
I feel her but she,
she feels her,
she feels her own pain.
I try, I beg, I pray that someday
I may.
emerge from the blackness,
the magician, a sorcerer that can heal her hurt
and through her I will be resurrected a new
a new, simple, honest, man.
ineffablemrjones 
I wish that the agony is abated…
I love this – but why not? – Your words jump off the page and right into my heart of hearts – great talent there Mr. Jones! You’ve captured the essence of how 2 people can love each other but be caught up in a world that is hell bent on keeping them apart – for whatever reasons..
exactly! why does the world hate me so much?
Genius dude. Pure genius.
Sakes…you are a heart breaker…every time I read your work my heart breaks into about fifty million pieces. Great stuff Mr. Jones. Hope the heart ache ends.
You’re killing me.
sorry….. she killed me first I was just passing it along
I’ve been dead for months 😦
you just pour hot lava on the corpse.
That’s how I bury all my pain.. Under piles and piles of prose…
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That’s how I bury all my pain.. under piles and piles of prose
That’s how I let mine escape, so it doesn’t eat me alive. It’s not going away though. How long does this take? (that’s a rhetorical question. I’m imagining you have about as many answers as I).
all I know is as soon as I get over one another comes around…. viscous cruel world….
Well pay closer attention my dear. I will never let this happen again (she says, eyes squeezed shut, crossing her fingers and saying a quick prayer).
sorry, women are a weakness… and my inspiration.. *sighs* they will be the death and life of me
Quite strong, like it
Love it! Thanks for liking my venus transit post!
Tired, my eyes
Sleep, my heart…… fantastic!! love this
Always deeply moved to my core~ We certainly don’t have to see what is known by other senses that have their language ~ Thank you dear friend ~Deborah
nice
Tender thoughts delicately manifested in a meaningful order.
Much appreciated.. glad you liked it