November 19, 2008
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Forced Poetry
# 32 – FORCED POETRY
I wont force myself to write another poem for you to deem it’s worth
I wont open any wounds that make me swoon, they fill my veins with hurt
I’ve tired my brain of computing the pain my heart feels written between the lines
And connecting the dots from the thoughts I’ve fought sometimes don’t always rhyme
But hell…
I’m a poet and I know some things I simply won’t say
Because to me, it just sounds better when I say it this way
I’ve had my heartbroken
I’ve carried burden’s token
Allowed myself to be trampled over
Minutes equalled years when I should’ve lived sober
I’ve been lied to
Done things I shouldn’t do
I’ve been cheated on
Lost battles I should’ve won
But that girl in that world, to move forward, I gotta leave behind
Gotta climb over every hurdle and knock down every closed door in my mind
Look beyond the reflection and take back what’s always been mine
I’m getting better, getting stronger, getting wiser with time
And there may be days when I can’t seem to find the words to say
It’s never really my plan to have things happen that way
But I won’t force another poem because forcing leads me back to what I know
I won’t force another poem because forcing doesn’t help me grow.
Comments (9)
Very well done, as usual. My favorite so far.
@walden_thoreau - i love when you comment. i look forward to you commenting. i enjoy your blog/posts as well! you are a wonderful writer, so for you to have a favorite!?!? i’m like… wow/yay!
I wont open any wounds that make me swoon, they fill my veins with hurt
I’ve tired my brain of computing the pain my heart feels written between the lines
you aint never lied
um um um. This is how you write from now on. i’m telling you that so you can make that you’re mantra that you say to yourself before you write. THIS IS HOW YOU WRITE, FROM NOW ON.
AA
I concure with AA, This feels great
Wow. I think this one speaks to me more than any other poem you have written. It’s beautiful and can reach to millions.
“Gotta climb over every hurdle and knock down every closed door in my mind
Look beyond the reflection and take back what’s always been mine
I’m getting better, getting stronger, getting wiser with time
And there may be days when I can’t seem to find the words to say
It’s never really my plan to have things happen that way”
i enjoyed this peace, natural and straight, out of your mouth from the back of your brains and the corner of you heart
nice. what did the five fingers say to the face… slap
Every poet can relate to this. I know I definitely do. Very nice. I like. =)