Living in whispers

by Karla   Oct 25, 2012


Save me from my sleepless dreams
when sunburned pregnant fears tear the sky,
discovering the secrets of her wounds.
Save me from the forgotten arms of time
as I ran fast into my own woods, looking for
the steps of my mistakes.
Oh! Save me...

She opened the window today
but there was no horizon sleeping anymore.
She refuses to weep and I only weep
when those eyes are blind.
Save me as I repeat the same words,
inventing new meanings to my foreign world.
Oh! Save me...

Save me from my trembling hands
when I see her pain, when I am weaker
to fight against my deformed self.
My present spills my blood carelessly.
Oh! Save me...

Life pretends to be alive.
She is my breath, she is my voice.
(can't you see that?)
Oh! Save us...
Save us...

Karla Bardanza

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  • 12 years ago

    by Amreen

    This is truly intense.... You kept me engaged with your words.... Truly deep and thoughtful... Nominating:)

  • 12 years ago

    by average thoughts

    May God bless her with eternal hapines..

  • 12 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Karla, when you look behind this poem, you see you and who you are and what you live for, you see your heart and your kindness and the love you have for those around you, you see pain and heartache and a helplessness to save someone close to you, maybe someone who is sick, or maybe someone who has taken a wrong path, but you definitely feel a sense of sadness and heartbreak and I love the emotion in the words and the urgency for them to be heard, it is tragically beautiful.

    I don't always like repetition but here it works really well in making the poem stand out and it is a very important call you are giving.

    Keep writing because you truly are special and sometimes it is these poems that are really the best, the raw ones.
    x

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