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wyreth — Trap of life
Published: 2003-08-09 02:35:13 +0000 UTC; Views: 235; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 67
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Description I feel myself fading away
as if my heart had turned to a sieve
and my soul where leaking out.
Trying to hold onto that which I hold dear
only tears it more,
as it slowly slips away.

There was a time
when I didn't have to pretend
when my laughter was sincere.
and my smile glowed.
Now neither touch my eyes.

How can one little wound,
one you can't even see,
Bleed so much from me?
Now I see with elvish eyes,
and all that is young and pure,
lays dead and rotting before my gaze.

I sit and gaze at the stars,
as I always have.
I do it now even when the snow is falling,
for the night air can no longer chill me.
Ice does not feel the cold.

Do you know what it is to be half a man?
I can no longer stand on my own.
Now a burden upon all that I loved,
when I knew how.
Praise once I treasured,
now I need.
Like some junkie,
for I am nothing, whatever I hear otherwise.

I know what was once within this hole in me
I know what I should feel
I can fake it even.
The cost is so great,
I feel the exhaustion flowing in my bones.
I am so tired,
for this haunts me even into what dreams I still have.

My tears are slowly bleeding away,
draining through my heart.
When they should be shed through my eyes.
Pain that should be expressed
becoming a part of me.
drowning the flame of life within me,
and no one can help me kindle the few embers that remain.

I leave this note,
so that when I am finally gone,
maybe someone will understand why.
The fox can only stand the trap so long,
before he is willing to shed his own blood to be free.
Friends, life has steel jaws.
They have closed around my heart,
and there is only so long I can stand it.
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Comments: 9

dark-sun [2003-09-20 12:56:12 +0000 UTC]

Absolutely brilliant. I can relate and teh imagery is so strong. Brilliant piece.

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mirabex [2003-08-20 16:53:39 +0000 UTC]

Very Human. Very human. I relate, at some point I think we all will in our lives. wonderful.

~Keep it Green, bex.

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from7734 [2003-08-14 03:44:25 +0000 UTC]

wow....really good poem wish i could express mysefl that way.



=what i do to small children

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badworldvessel [2003-08-14 03:16:12 +0000 UTC]

Nice poem...I can definitely relate to what your saying here. I wish I could express my thought so clearly this way. Good job.

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kittyslit [2003-08-13 08:43:24 +0000 UTC]

How can one little wound,
one you can't even see
Bleed so much from me?

I leave this note,
so that when I am finally gone,
maybe someone will understand why.
The fox can only stand the trap so long
before he is willing to shed his own blood to be free.

i like how you flow and how you roller coast through your words of unexpressiable emotion\s. its almost as though you hide what is really on your mind and coat it into words only you know best how to describe. -.-

you are always moving forward, here today gone tomorrow. like someone once told me, its like you have to just stop n' die.

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porcelaincinque [2003-08-12 21:16:55 +0000 UTC]

i kno... how to fall in love with pain. pain comes so easily. and when its here, its easy to embrace. a split second of happiness, does that compare to years of intense real pain? living to find emotion, its the human condition. you expressed it well. quite bluntly, i agree

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plagiarist [2003-08-10 22:24:05 +0000 UTC]

I commented on this yesterday, but Devart found it so delicious that it decided to gobble it all up. However, I'm determined that my comment shall appear.

Two things niggle me when reading this poem. First, the "elvish" eyes connotate many interpretations, but appear to suggest the Tolkienesque Aryan master race with its piercing, aged eyes that reveal the world as a God-corpse conceit...though it's also similar to the fair lady of La Belle Dame Sans Merci, possibly interpreting one's gaze (and sympathy) as an agent of corruption.

The other is more significant...your technical application is great, lucid - however, this is bent towards elaborating an Eden mystique...I haven't read any of your other poetry yet, but having entered into the literary world, I would suggest more celebration of your capability. Nothing "great" would have been achieved without this kind of...faith.

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roninbearz [2003-08-10 02:12:17 +0000 UTC]

Powerful visionary images with all kinds of influences & timeless themes humans have been experiencing since they first left the cave of shadows to gaze out into the light of day on hind legs peering at the daystar in wonder...then at the percise moment the questions were forming...these questions, desires, life experiences of the ages are still chewing at our heels like grizzly bears pissed off because society is cornering them.

Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us.
Rainer Maria Rilke
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What you think you are is a belief to be undone.

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devilishlycrazy [2003-08-09 09:40:34 +0000 UTC]

I know how u feel...sometimes things happen & u just can't seem to get past them no matter how hard u try...

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