Brouhaha...

By SolApathy

If it were to be
What would you see?
My life of broken mirrors
Hiding within the pain
Brouhaha of empathy
When I felt the lips of your soul
Far deeper than anything physical could ever
..Go
I exploded with emotions I never thought I would
Know
How did you pierce this shell?
My mental hell?
Take my breath away
Winds of the darkness
Blown astray
If only for a moment I escaped the pain
The insane trap of the drugs that keep me in check
(Or so they say)
Are you the drug that I needed?
Yesterday?
Before I fell
Lost my sanity and found myself in my own
…Hell
Dreaming and crying
Lying to myself that this feeling will never end
Knowing deep in my mind the darkens will soon return
…Again

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Published on Saturday, January 21, 2017. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...I wept in my Willow

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A former member wrote: You prove your rare talent on a daily basis, dearest. Willow is indeed very deserving of any poem that can be penned for her. Amazing! Reb:).
On Sunday, January 22, 2017, dwells (4177) wrote:

Lips of the soul...now there's a striking line to conjure up a unique image that frequently belabors only the eyes SA. Brouhaha brings to mind another place and time too. Cheers! - Dan
On Saturday, January 21, 2017, DPRK (14) wrote:

This is really good. Reading it the third or fourth time and seeing many more aspects.
On Saturday, January 21, 2017, Allen (156) wrote:

Man i felt this on a personal level. I liked it alot

Brouhaha...

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