Monday, October 8, 2007

The Hatred of Love (final version)

It's not as if I've ever been...
at a loss for words,
But the sound of his cold, hallow voice
led to the immunization of my aching soul,
My entire world had come to a forceful stop
with the impact of a semi-truck,
My wounded heart pounded in my chest
sending chills throughout my
stiffened body

"Are you there?"
The words drifted meaninglessly
through the receiver,
How could I answer?
I gave him the miraculous key to a heart
which was never unlocked,
In return I received the embittered awkwardness
of silence and malaise,
Thoughts rushed through my mind like
the overflowing of an established damn
Yet at the moment...
I was speechless

Reminiscing about this moment
is like witnessing the isolation felt by those who
fear their own emotions,
For what I hesitantly said that day was...
"I love you."
What I needed to say...
was nothing

1 comment:

Zoua said...

I like your poem! i like the word choice that you chose! You always have that thing where you like know what words to use to make it right and just make it better! i like that!