Complicated Simplicity

by NashvilleBlues   Apr 19, 2007


Tonight, I was vulnerable.
I let loose and cried.
Hours and hours had gone by and still
the tears just kept trickling down my swollen, red cheeks.
Drained physically, mentally, and emotionally,
my body was tired and weak.
Shaking uncontrollably, blinded by my tears,
I was quickly losing control,
and started becoming more upset.
Spilling out my heart,
though there were things I wish I hadn't said.
Telling my best kept secret
of how life was at home,
saying that it's no longer the same,
and that I'm practically on my own.
My welcome is over-stayed;
it's clearer now than ever before,
The fights,
the screaming,
the yelling,
and "I hate you's"
now happening more and more.
Always ending the same,
with me crying,
leaned up against the wall,
the tears, full of pain, begin to grow heavy
and down to my knees I fall.
Banging my fist on the floor as hard as I can,
I need answers now more than ever.
I need answers to everything,
especially why, from my family, I am being severed.
How can they not see
how their words are affecting me?
Do they have any idea that I cry a lot,
mostly now because of them?
Crying myself to sleep at night,
for I know the clear message that's been given.
The message has been sent,
so congrats,
you succeeded,
you made it clear as daylight
that I'm no longer needed.
Through my tears and my sobs
I hear everyone telling me to simply just ignore,
but its complicated simplicity,
because, you see,
my heart has already been torn.
Promises were broken,
promises that meant so much to me.
Promises are better left unsaid,
because there's no room for disappointment,
no room for "broken" to ever be.
Time moves on,
and it grows into the late night,
still the tears are cascading,
as I sit in this room with one light.
Tears staining this paper on which I'm writing,
it seems to be my only control,
my only way of fighting.
Tonight I was exposed,
my feelings were clearly expressed,
and I thought that by doing so,
the number of tears I cried would be less.
They have only increased,
and stopping them - I am not capable -
Tonight, I was.........
I am.............vulnerable.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Choose xX Alex Xx Life

    This was extremely well written, i feel that this was so emotional and powerful, yet so sad, i hope ou dont really feel like this because people especially people with extraordinary talent deserve alot. I feel the title being in the poem worked well at it linked them both together and the laguage was so well expressed.

    When i read a poem and feel for the writer i can start to understand how the poem works this was very good :D

    xxx alex xxx

  • 17 years ago

    by The Black Rose

    Omg ... its so deep
    so... i dont know how to say it, there are no words to express this feeling
    there is too much in this poem
    which makes me sad
    you gave me new inspiration for a new poem...
    thank you
    but i still hope everything will go better at home for you

  • 17 years ago

    by Nathaniel

    I also wanted to add that my teenage years was exactly what you discribed. I havent talked to my parents in months/years for my father. I hope what you wrote is only in your head and not reality. Good luck with your poetry, and life.

  • 17 years ago

    by Nathaniel

    Your poem seemed very personal, like it came from the heart. I liked it. Keep up the good work!

  • 17 years ago

    by cindy Maahs

    Very good, and strongly emotional. It meant a lot to me as well. Thank you!