I woke to breathe in the air of my dream. I knew it would never be mine, and yet I’d always dream it.
I masked it.
I hid it.
You were never to see for you would never feel. But I was too weak. I stripped myself from those woven lies and let you see me; the shadow of your heart.
You relentlessly took my heart from my ribs and held in your cold hands, squeezed the blood out of it, and left me with no heart at all. I wailed. I wept. But you wouldn't give it back to me.
Too late, for eternity it was yours.
I tried to hold you, but you slipped between my fingers. Never to be restrained by your love. Never to be restrained by me. And so you flew away to your freedom, leaving me ever burning in your old ashes.
13 comments:
Wow! And you said MINE was beautifully written? This is exquisite.
And this is poetic prose!!!
Awesome!
;)
dang. beautifully painful...perhaps the phoenix will arise from those ashes...
I loved the last sentence-it was so beautiful. Gosh Maha, this one made me feel...I don't know, like my heart was aching.
What a wonderful tale!
I know young people can feel things deeply, but your life experience seems to speak of past lives. Beautifully painful.
Sad but so beautifuuly written.
Maha, thank you for your kind words on my blog, they are very appreciated!
Margie :)
Wonderful.......:-) Hugs
Makes my heart ache. You have a way with words making me feel more.
when we want to hold onto a dream the change of times come and rearrange the furniture. Such is life. You have not become hardened to this fact as you question sometimes we must let things go; like love. Here is a good bit of motherly advice and a 70's adage: "If you love something, set it free. If it was meant to be, it will come back to you". This seemed to help me in this struggle of wanting to hold onto love. Beautiful poem. You are 14? Amazing talent for such a young one!
This is really intense!
Amazing piece of writing for one so young. Keep up the good work. I love this/
QMM
THanks chiccoreal I'm flattered!
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