?

Log in

   Journal    Friends    Archive    Profile    Memories
 

...past in present... - and the odds.. all seem stacked.

Aug. 17th, 2007 11:51 pm ...past in present...

past in present,
our time was a gift
of weight upon my shoulders.
shadows of your eyes on my lips,
I cannot wipe clean
the stain you leave
on my skin
when I think of you.
soaking in self-pity,
a wallowing mess.
stutteringlee
trying to swim with hands tied.
this pool of my own pride
drained by my hand.
this body in motion
has become my last stand.
this is my last goodbye.
past in the present,
I can't see you without hurting,
burning.
your present in my past
lingers like hunger.
like scars.
like something.
I.
can't.
shake.
this past in present
is
inescapable.
I shoulder your ghost, steeling my nerves to bear the guilt
of what I wrought.
this world is cold without
you.
this is just one physical manifestation of
the
past in present
tense.
this conjugation of regret,
my stubborn heart
won't let
me forget.

Current Location: alone
Current Mood: tiredtired
Current Music: feist "I feel it all"

1 comment - Leave a commentPrevious Entry Share Next Entry

Comments:

From:figure__8
Date:August 19th, 2007 07:52 pm (UTC)
(Link)
i'm not 100% clear on what you're saying, but this is a very well-constructed poem anyhow. really awesome...

nudges lee-- see, i read your lj... i just do not say the right things, sometimes