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Click hereThe girl you want
is a natural menace
to your soul,
a pestilence with nothing
to inhibit her growth
in your life.
I can’t tell you to your face
what should be said.
I can’t bring myself to peel away
the briars that have ensnared you.
The thorns look deep
and I worry that you might tear
if I pulled, or pushed.
This doesn’t make you happy.
This makes me miserable.
You are swallowed up in depression
and it just seems to keep tightening around you.
Long tendrils snake around your
neck.
I try
to ask for nothing,
to be nothing.
I stand to the side
a deep root tree,
offering small things
like comfort and companionship.
I can’t compete with
the infestation,
the advancement,
the chaos.
I can only watch helpless
as the hope and joy
chokes from your life.
You always told me
you like crazy women.
I have come to believe you
and think
perhaps you like being crazy with them.
Maybe it is the dance you know.
My advice falls like
burning scraps of paper
hissing into ashy insignificance
against her wet flat leaves.
She won’t accept you
but she wont’ let you go.
She winds around you
reaching higher toward
the sun
indifferent to how you
choose to not even struggle.
Your emotions come through loud and clear in this mournful piece. Good writing, as usual.
I love love love your imagery~!!!
What a powerful write here.
I can feel your helplessness.
So much pain, and want.
A great write about what love can do
when it's been strangled and
the helplessness of what to do ...
Chin up my friend. Be strong.
Fight for what YOU want.
Do not let go of what you want.
Try, fight as hard as you can.
I will be worth it,
if it is what makes you Both happy ...~!!
what an array of
intense words there, WR.
i dig this much.
plus, i so understand the
stranglehold of kudzu.
its killing all my trees.