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Flower

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You
I told you early on to stay away
You said if it is meant to be
then our happiness would guide us
I still curled inward, so that you could not reach me
But You
began to strip the suffocating shield away
oh so carefully, gently peeling it aside
like flower petals in a game
of he loves me, he loves me not,
You tore at my despair, ached to give me joy.
I Warned You
I told you plainly, explicitly, to stay away
no good will come of this
I’m not ready. You’ll get hurt.
I’m a mess… go away
How Dare You
pluck me from under my precious rock
and honor me in the way that you yearned to
to bathe me in your care, to rinse away my misery.
I will never
grasp why you sought to deliver me
from my prison of self imposed gloom and conflict
Why you longed to strip me of my shell, exposing
my tender flesh to the peril of emotion
And yet it was you
the very one to strip me for all the world to see
you were the one whose flesh got ravaged
by the rusty nails of heartache
slowly clawing its way into your soul.
And now
You are hurting.
I take no solace in the fact that I warned you.
I never meant for this to end this way
I never meant for you to join me in this place..... I just wanted a friend.
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Very rarely do I get the urge to put things in this forum. I guess I'm doing so now because sometimes words like these say things better than chats or emails ever can. Or something like that.
 
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Thanks for sharing then.
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Flower,, i am not shocked by the beauty of it cause that is who you are, and i am not shocked by the intensity,, i can see that in you,,, i am just taken over by it all.
you are a beautiful and talented writer hun
HUGSSS
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Just takes one angel to change a life
~~~~CHERUB~~~~
Aka: Mommyhen
 
That was an awesome poem. Well thought out and well written... kinda depressing because it reminds me of the situation i've been in for a year now with a girl who I'm almost positively is the right one for me but every attempt at a successful relationship has been thwarted... sucks to be me. Good job though
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"Well, if you can't believe what you read in a comic book, what can you believe?!"
Bullwinkle J. Moose
 
That just kicked in a sad old memory of mine. I`m sorry you're going thru the same kinda deal I went thru
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*Hugs big sister!*
 
I think I understand completely, Flower.
Sometimes a connection is missed only by displacement in time. Who knows? Perhaps if you had met a year later, things might have been exactly right...
 
Flower.. that was BEAUTIFUL..
i can totally relate...
*hugs*
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Smoochies, Glitter and Lollies ~
~*Princess
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*Don't frown, 'cause you never know when someone is falling in love with your smile*
 
awww, that was really beautiful... you almost made me cry in front of all the stupid ut kids.... mwah, just remember that your little sis's love u
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xoxo
Christine
 
Flower,
How very beautiful, sweetie. I feel as if you looked into my own life and also granted us a peek into yours. Thank you so much.
Sometimes things simply aren't meant to be - but the love and effort put into them is still worth something...I think.
Love,
Caress
 
I will never
grasp why you sought to deliver me
from my prison of self imposed gloom and conflict
Why you longed to strip me of my shell, exposing
my tender flesh to the peril of emotion
And yet it was you
the very one to strip me for all the world to see
you were the one whose flesh got ravaged
by the rusty nails of heartache
slowly clawing its way into your soul.
We sit and we watch people that we love go through pain that we cannot touch or take away for them. And as we get older we start to anticipate, through their pain, the moments when they will begin to thrive again. The moment when they are able to analyze that pain or even just talk about it out loud without wincing. When we're robbed of that time after the pain, it's infinitely more painful than seeing the hurt ever was. Because the pain becomes the memory we have of our friend in absence of the triumph that we long for.
This is beautifully written, Flower.
 
I can identify with this...I have felt like a sad, cynical mess of a girl. I told him to go away but he wouldn't...he wanted his sunshine to dry my rain.
 
Flower, I don't know you, but I know the situation you describe since I have lived through it.
My first instinct is to express brotherly compassion and sorrow for the poor appriciater of yours who has such good taste in women but who is hurtiong now. I will buy this guy a double-shot of whiskey anytime, because he seems to have done the same "crime" I am often guilty of-
"How Dare You...//
//....honor me in the way that you yearned to."
Why do I understand this sentiment perfectly, as if all the ones I yearned to honor had said or felt this same accusation.
I will laugh with my drinking partner and say "You're girl is worthy of honor, if only as a poet. But what was our crime again?"
To peel away tender petals is a reward in itself, vulnerability is like a rare exotic bird, and infinitely more preciouse the more tightly bound and locked is the cage. Hope both of you are flying free, whoever you are with or not.
 
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