Saturday, June 18, 2011

In the mind of a stranger ( A mind known so well)


Raise the curtain,
         Lift the veil,
When it comes to life,
Make it real,
         Strip it bare

Put away the glitter
Let down your hair
Burn the montages
You wish weren’t there
Return to
Me

One foot before the other
I know it hurts, I feel the scars
I also know, it’s going to get worse
Before this clarifies
But I’ll be your crutch; I’ll be your cane
I’ll try to make it the same again
Return
To me

Open those walls
Let in the air
A cool breeze
Amidst a warm summer’s eve
Purge away; exfoliate your fears
It can’t hurt you as long as I’m near
But first you must
Return to
Me

Take my hand
But don’t let go
Like you’ve grown accustomed to
I can help, this I know
But the mirror needs to shatter
Before the parts regrow
Drop the act; stop pretending
I know you’re still in there
But I first you must
Return
To me

This place bears no witness
To the niche we made
When you were Buffy
And I, your vampire
With an outfit I stole from school
And the black cape you gave to me
All I knew; all I know
 Don’t let go
Return
To
Me


Flashbacks flutter, back and forth
Between dire straits & a true north
They merge; they dissipate; they remain
They tell me I need to let you be
To let you sleep in the beds you unmade
To walk as far away I can from you
Before the damage destroy me too


Perhaps there’s wisdom in their words
But If I listened, tell me,
What kind of friend would I be?

Eventually a point may come
The point I more than fear
But first you must:

Raise the curtain,
         Lift the veil,
When it comes to life,
Make it real,
         Strip it bare
And return to me




6 comments:

  1. i love the repetition and the feeling behind the words. to me its almost tangible. great work!

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  2. Another brilliant poem this one is so real, sincere, raw, and impassioned I enjoyed it immensely

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  3. Lunawitch15, Thanks for stopping by and leaving such kind words, I appreciate it. Glad you liked the piece, hope to see you around again. thanks:)

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  4. mindlovemisery, thanks again, I'm especially happy to see you saw the rawness in the piece, I was shooting for the mindset of a desperate soul, almost at wits end, just hasn't given up, refuses too, emanating a raw sense. So pleased that you saw this. Thanks again:)

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  5. Jingle, glad you enjoyed the poem, always good to see you stopping in and saying hi:)

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