Too late to sway me, too late to remain the same

by Poet on the Piano   May 28, 2014


When will your love be enough?

I've turned to all the wrong things I convince
myself I have limited control over.
There are always two parts that shape me,
wanting to resist and fight back
and wanting to give in for that tense moment.
That part of me is bigger, a voice pleading
it will forgive and let go when I listen once,
twice, then accept it.
And though it makes me look weak, it helps to
breathe out, to think that maybe next time
I won't hesitate and wait so long...
right when those thoughts pierce my wall,
I'll stop teetering on misplaced bricks, and fall,
fall into you.
Fall, and not be afraid of the sirens,
of the unknown response.

I will rely on you even if my hands
are already scratched, beating
with the sound of my own blood revolting.

Regret sleeps with me, it rests behind
my knees and above my tongue.
I taste it, and I realize I may have made
a mistake, but I don't have to do this
again

without anyone to tell me it's not too late-
it's not too late to move on from this darkness
that sweeps me away when I'm numb,
and tries to charm me into glass slippers and
carriages with vines that prick my forearms...

I will not be confined by the night,
no matter how many times its fantasy enchants.

You are here to walk me back to reality,
and I don't need time or an asphyxiated kiss
to remind me I am a living, impulsive spirit.

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Written 5/28/14 @ 3:35 PM

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  • 10 years ago

    by Invisibly Awesome

    I felt as if you described part of my life, as if I lived in some of the moments of your poem. Simlpy amazing!

  • 10 years ago

    by Yakori bint Muhammed

    I enjoy how you express your emotions simply with adjectives that represent your truest feelings. Very emotive and puts the reader in your shoes.
    Below I interpret based on my perception.

    1st Stanza;
    I see a subject trying to hard not to relapse back to his/her old ways. She's being fighting misery not to pull her into a state of despondency. Whereas, hope keeps stretching a hand of joy. Mostly pessimism when weighed with optimism is the one than takes the better most part of our sanity. Anything negative can easily consume us.

    But nevertheless, even with the walls of despair caging in on you. It makes you to reflect and gets you profoundly speculative of your choices. Perhaps next time, you'll be more willful to fight against the walls of misery.

    2nd, 3rd & 4th Stanza;
    Here I want to believe the subject is referring to hope as a savior or perhaps a person. Obviously, you feel disappointed with the choices you've made. Which got you into your present state distress.

    Everyday you live life remorseful. But you've realized you can right your wrongs and turn a new leaf. You don't have to wallow in self-denial of the truth and end up a pitiful, couch potato.

    Haven't identified your problems, you're willing to close this agonizing chapter of your life. Hence, starting a new chapter, that promises convictions made solely on optimism. And learning from this distressing condition you've found yourself in.

    5th & 6th Stanza;
    You're willing to let go of the tempting claws of poignancy that has consumed you. And I want to believe, you're letting hope, who's your savior or a person to inch you closer to stability that'll make you cognizant of the right path to follow.
    You don't need a soothsayer to show you the way to redemption.

    I really enjoyed how you balanced this poem with a ray of gratification despite the cloud of agony hovering above you. Very profound, loving your word choice. A well thought out write.
    Kudos!

  • 10 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Wow. I want to comment on every line but my words are inadequate to explain how this made me feel. I know this piece is very personal and I admire you for its rawness and emotion.

    I am glad that you have someone to help you through the darkness and know that there is light ahead if you...you can see from this piece you're strength.

    This piece hit me full on and as always the quality of writing is outstanding

    Xx
    Hugs and love. Always xx

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