Tuesday, October 8, 2013

War Zone

My world has crumbled down around me
I watched it as it fell, helpless to keep it whole
I could not stop the inevitable progression
First one brick, then another
Til it all tumbled down
And spiraled out of control

And the pain I feel is like a massive missile
Has been projected directly into my heart
Piercing it, exploding with such magnitude
That there are a hundred pieces of me blown apart
Coagulated bits of blood and flesh here and there
A clump of tangled hair
A stump of a limb, with raw nerves exposed
And my mind, just alive enough to see the wreckage and know the end is imminent
Just waiting for that moment to come
Feeling like a thousand eternities
Awaiting the second it will all be snuffed out
And the pain will end
Because there is no one around
To make this swift
No one to show mercy
No one
But me

9/8/2013

Trauma

My breathing has become slow and shallow now
My body and mind exhausted, worn down
From days upon days of heightened senses
And the height of the trauma has been reached
Hit its climax, senses having been stressed
So strong, and so long
Heart racing, body shaking, hyperventilating
Mind exploding
At the thoughts of you
And I can barely keep my eyes open to write this
Weary and weak
The motor burned to a crisp
Blackened and charred
Barely ticking anymore

Like an endless row of fireworks
Rising up from the ground
Whistling as they soar up and up
Higher, higher, higher, one after the other
And finally exploding with deafening force
Talons of piercing light shooting out, flashing and crackling away
With every memory brought up
They begin anew
With such ferocity
The town awakens in fear

Now with the fading of light
I’m left here, nearly dead
The skeletons having been dredged up from the murky waters beneath
Exhumed, leaving the silt and detritus to settle
And me, looking around at the bodies
Shell shocked
Not knowing where to go from here

9/8/2013

Borderline


Love and hate
They seem like such simple concepts to grasp
Such basic emotions that we feel deep down on a fundamental level
We love the things that are good
And loathe the things that are bad
And it sounds so very simple
That no one could mistake one for the other
No one could confuse the two
But that is how I live
And where I exist

The love/hate dichotomy is one that makes no sense to me
And therein lies the problem
If I cannot separate out
Two such diametrically opposed emotions
How can I understand myself
Or anything around me?
I understand love
And I understand hate
Two opposite ends of a spectrum
That do not meet in the middle
So when I’m confronted with a situation
Where love and hate converge
I cannot understand, I cannot make sense of it all

Like being told it is night and day at the same time
Black and white
Logically I know it can’t be true
Rational thinking tells me so
But the feelings are still there
Co-mingling
And it has caused a split inside of me
With my mind fractured into a million pieces
A complete breakdown of function
The inner conflict unresolved
Left to roil and bubble
To stew and fester and eat at me like a cancer
Nagging and nagging
The two parts being drawn together, yet pushed apart
Like magnets

And everything I thought I knew is in question
Love and hate
Right and wrong
Good and bad
I do not know what is what
I cannot trust my own mind
It’s a torment that I live with
Day after day after day
Unending
Hating you and loving you at the same time
On the borderline

9/8/2013

Puzzle Pieces


This will not be easy
This will not be quick
This is only a tiny grain of sand in a pail
The first baby steps toward making sense of this all
All the confusion and pain that I have masked, buried, ignored, projected and now finally
I must own it
I cannot live this way anymore

With everything I bury, I push myself closer to the edge
The feeling of spinning out of control
Eating me like a disease
And I feel so disgusted with myself, with everyone, with the world
That there is no escape
And I feel like tearing my body to shreds
I want to seep out and float away
But there is no way

This is only one piece in a puzzle
I must come to terms with what was
I must accept the things I cannot change
And change the things I can
I must stop pushing it down, down, down into the pit of my belly
Where it burbles and pulses and ultimately comes back up
More violently than before
I cannot let these feelings consume me
Like a devouring fire
Raging through and burning things beyond recognition

So I go back to the beginning
I must pull away all the pieces obscuring what is
I must face it in the light
I must let go
I must take back the power that was stolen

9/6/2013