not swallowed

By sheff

I want to twist in the rawness
with blood fauna prongs
and ram
into you so I can feel again

i want to die in my car on the open road
as I'm riding away from you
and the kids
as I'm running 

i want to be selfish. to go crazy
i want to see you give into my unlove  
and find yourself a better girl

i want 19, 20.
23,... 24..
hell, i will take yesterday again
anything to be younger; to escape

i want you to see me
as you once did
before you saw me. 
before you knew me.
a beautiful girl that had
no open flaws
just a bit
of an artistic nomad

but my hippie era has
died with conviction
and I'm approaching 30
with as much damnation as Judas

so little to show for minimal happiness..

when we met it was different
when we met it was romantic
when we met it was different 
when we met I was different


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Copyright 2015 sheff
Published on Thursday, August 29, 2019.     Filed under: "Reflective" and "Poetry"
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  • FadedBlues On Tuesday, September 8, 2015, FadedBlues (2961)By person wrote:

    beauty in the wild, stays beautiful thru the ages...

  • TropicalSnowstorm On Friday, September 4, 2015, TropicalSnowstorm (1715)By person wrote:

    This should be the anthem of coming to terms with age, changing phases of life, that small little ache the points to the suspicion we are somehow missing an opportunity to be a little better...a little more effective...simply, just a little MORE of something intangible. This was very well crafted and executed. "i want you to see me as you once did before you saw me. Before you knew me." - these are especially insightful, honest, transparent lines. In the can't truely engage with someone that does not truely know you, but when they KNOW you, a little bit of the mystique necessarily fades away... That is the conundrum! I think that is really the major challenge in life...although it is easier to wish things didn't change, so we could perfect our place and HAS to change...and how do we keep ourselves and our do we grow and become better, yet remain who we are... Anyway, sorry for the "book," but this was a thought provoking piece that spoke to me more than a piece has in a long time. Well done! Ciao, T/S Scholar

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