The agony is unquenchable
as an unending thirst.
My stomach is in knots,
And I fear my heart may burst…
Not from a love lost,
Or a desire unfulfilled,
But from the hatred and hurt,
That will never be healed.
I seek forgiveness,
And perhaps restitution,
But while I ache,
There seems only one solution.
These five stages I know.
And it starts with denial.
But these lonely thoughts,
Can only lead to exile.
I must escape this hurt,
Else I’m forced into danger.
I just want to accept,
But I’m always led back to anger.
November 6, 2011 at 3:20 am
Nice poem. When are you singing it and posting the video on youtube?
Orlando
November 6, 2011 at 10:31 am
LOL. We’ll see. Reads like a country song or a ballad 🙂
November 13, 2011 at 6:29 pm
I don’t understand some parts…exile from what? And forced into danger? What kind of danger?
November 13, 2011 at 8:26 pm
As with most poetry, it’s important to know the context, but I can’t elaborate too much.
Lonely thoughts lead to exile… – Basically you feel alone, abandoned, cut-off.
Forced into danger – Equals negative thoughts. I’m a fairly positive person, and negative thoughts are a dangerous rabbit hole.
Hope that helps 😀
Thanks for reading.