i visit the borders...but cant escape your cold
keep it simple. what wakes from exhaustion is the most blinding of darknesses...
an empowered force
driven by the exhaust of all your wants
...all your needs
...all of you
Gun powder taste upon my lips
i taste your residue
from the words i know so intimately
My mind is but a tool of my physical state as backwards as my mirrors let me see
and i find myself in the most common places
and it just doesn't seem right...it just doesnt seem
it doesn't seem okay
the way they said it would
u made me of your wreckage
you made me from your wreckage
i am weighted by the daze when i lay to sleep at night
have you any idea how small the spine can shrink
you have your fingers and i know them like my own, to feel absence, to send secret messages only the heart can read...
only your heart can ever know
i know the curves
i have rounded the corners
stop whispering to the world of it's present state
your whispers drift so softly...too softly
how can they ever be heard?
everything unfinished
tag-lines-to-pop-up-in-bubbles-around-your-head-as-i-watch-you-quiet-the-movement-of-soul-with-in-you
its funny how you laugh
its funny how the wind it still tells all it knows
a wisdom so....light...carrying everything
everything
tragically unheard...selectively felt
don't ask me what this really means
i dont know what comes out of me in these moments
i am simply sad
simply mad
simply afraid
simply dumb enough to think i'm wise
but to you
to you who speaks volumes of empty pages
there is meaning found in everything
your emptiness crushes the souls of those around you and to me it says simply as i am mad that you are broken by all you have seen and un-mended by your inablility to see more
world of wreckage
let go....let go.....
a mind is a terrible place for a wreck...
-HLG
(February 28,2008)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I read all your work, I like this one most. Alot of feeling here, and I think you have the chance to be an excellent writer. My only advice is that you should maybe try and deliver the message in a shorter frame...it's hard to draw readers in with poetry that is extremely long. Allthough the oddyssey was one long poem, and others do it regularly, so maybe its not so bad. Either way, I think your a great writer with some excellent emotion and opinions. Check out some more of mine if ya get a chance