Whisper
Whisper
to me
Dive into
my soul
and I'll set
you free
He dug
right in
to my flesh
and watched me
bleed
Watched me
bleed
Close your
eyes
You can not
hide
from his
breathe
from his
eyes
his touch
His hand
lingers
in my
soul
Pushing me
down
Holding
me still
and I
freeze
Like a bitter
winters
breeze
He is the
voice
in my head
I keep
hearing
instead
of my own
He is the
guilt
that fills
me up
The sin
that I
swim in
oh
let me go
let me go
These stones
I carry
are not mine
I wonder
if I'll forever
feel their
weight
Whisper
Whisper
to me
This echo
in my heart
I do not know
if it will
always be
-March 2015
I'm linking this with Poets United Mid Week Motif -- Captivity
Sometimes those voices do seem to hold one captive. If they will not let us go perhaps it is we who have to let THEM go!
ReplyDeleteI like your insight, Mary. Thank you :)
DeleteAh! so much yearning for freedom in this poem and a Strong sense of being a prisoner. Loved it totally.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Vandana :)
DeleteIt's so very difficult to let go sometimes but one has to do that and move on...
ReplyDeleteSo true, Sumana! Thank you for your comment :)
DeleteOh the weight of a past that holds us captive. A person who has known pain at the hands of another deserves so much to cast off the painful past and soar into much brighter skies. I'll bet, most days, she does!!!!!
ReplyDeleteHahaha!! You're so right, Sherry. In so many ways, you're right. Thank you for your words. I do appreciate them :)
DeleteOh they /it/he digs in and takes over, such internalized oppression! Unfreezing takes super-human effort, growing up and away. In this struggle no one is more important than you! Powerful writing!
ReplyDeleteThank you so very much, Susan!! Very thoughtful comment :)
DeleteTime to break free. Let these voices make you a better person.
ReplyDeleteIndeed, my friend! Thanks for coming by :)
DeleteThe whispers of others are very powerful indeed. Well written.
ReplyDeleteThank you, GL! Good to see you :)
DeleteI love the fierce intensity in your words....so much depth and passion there. It's evident in so much of your work. In this piece, I particularly like, "He is the
ReplyDeleteguilt
that fills
me up
The sin
that I
swim in"
and the imagery of the stones weighing you down. Beautiful words you've chosen to create such rich imagery!
Thank you so much C.C. for your thoughtful comment!! Good to see you again :)
Delete"...the sin I swim in..." I like this poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting.
Thank you, Gail!! So nice to see you :)
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