Saturday, November 29, 2008

Lonely in Two Acts

I.
so much to say but no way to say it
no one lets me get a word
each phrase, every sentence
microscoped, judged, found wanting
'can't say that!'
'how dare you!'
'crazy, pathetic, delusional!'
'dangerous!'
'NASTY!'
how about
you walk in my life for a while
see what it feels like
to be me
i have feelings
i have dreams
i have wishes and wants
i have needs
did you know that?
do you care?

do you care?

II.
you are different
you have seen me
for who i am
i cannot explain how you affect me
do you know how my heart leaps
when i hear your voice?
to feel your touch
would be
the beginning and
the very end of me
but as i ended
so would we begin
when the world slept
when the wind howled
when the rain beat down like Hell
tempest-driven by emotion
barriers crashed down for us
we will know then
nothing can crush us

nothing can crush us


J 11.29.os



8 comments:

Amyranth said...

Good one J.

-A

Original Punk J said...

Thank you, A.

Anon616 said...

Hello J! I really like this post. It rings so true. I'm sure I don't need to tell you that.

I just wanted to let you know that I'm thinking of you and I miss you!

Take care, my friend! I'll "see" you soon.

Hugs and Much Love,
Wendy

Anonymous said...

Emo, and bad too. My 12 yr old little sister could write better "poetry" with her friends after school.

And apparently your "dreams" are for Frank to touch you. "The beginning of the end"?? Please!

Original Punk J said...

Hi Wendy, thanks for the kind words. I miss you too. One day we'll catch up to each other. Are you ready for your 'faaaaaaaaaa-bulous' vacation? Talk about a "winter wonderland"--take loads and loads of pictures, ok? I'M excited, and I'm not even going!

Anonymous said...

Hi J.

I'm sorry that a place that was once fun is now being denied you.
I just don't understand their constant harping, there, or, here.
*shakes head*
This is your home and you should be able to express yourself, as you wish, without need for selfcensoring.

4:02pm,
Emo is just a derogatory label that rhymes with Nemo.
All forms of self expression, be they song, poem, or art, are based on emotion. Without emotion the creative process would have no drive.
What a boring, grey world we'd live in without them.

J,
Hang in there.

xoxox

Anonymous said...

It is your birthday, J???!

Where did that year go??

And no L at home to share it with!?

Could I possibly use any more question marks???

Why yes I could!!!!

????????????????????????????? ;)

Happy Yappy Birthday!!

May you have many more good times, and great memories to make.

I'm not sure even that one is as big as the one you girls had!

Hope you have a super day. =)

xoxox

Martha Smith-Jones said...

Happy Birthday j