At An End

[continuation]

Obscene ignorance,
Oozes from you pores
I see it dripping onto the floor
Mixing with my pools of sorrow
I taste salty tears in my mouth--
Nausea overwhelms me

Blood coursing through my veins,
Suddenly runs cold
Steel pipes under my skin
Resembling the blue of your eyes
And I cringe at the unrecognizable hardness of your face;
A distant severity I've not seen there before
I'm left with a vague expression and inexplicable woe

Running and hiding away;
In the darkest corner of my mind,
Yet, there is no escape,
From an idea I've been married to
That is shortly to become a memory
And, I admit, I'm afraid
What if I never love again?

[Nakedpoet]

Like the third stanza, and really well penned open mic, welcome back good to read your work again too.

[dwells]

The opening personification says it all. We make mistakes, we move on, and hope for the best because life can be long. Cheers Quin and hoping only the best for you - Dan

[dornicks]

You've covered a lot of ground in your piece,all of it easy/painful to identify with. Sadly accurate. Thank you for sharing this,

dornicks

[AoR]

That first stanza kills it for me. Just awesome open and the rest of the mulling disparity gnaws on the emotional chord of the soul. Very striking visually and I enjoy your wording like "And I cringe at the unrecognizable hardness in your face" really hits hard. Well writ OM! Enjoyed it immensely.

[MBW]

I really liked this piece for the strong description of emotion and thought going on in the narrator's head. To me, what I was really struck by was the change which occurred during the piece where the narrator went through a series of emotions trying to grapple with the new experiences. Then at the end, the really hard-hitting question. Great emotional piece.

[rupertpupkin]

Wonderful piece. Well done on the spotlight