Tuesday, May 10, 2011

My fight with her

Nowhere in the world, but in the memories
I find it hard to live for a moment
As suffocating as it gets
I find it hard to move my limbs
I wish for a miracle
To shed the scales of pain
My skin speaks for me, when I get numb
It fights within itself, mocks in a way I feel bitter
Now my whole being is screaming
Against the person who loved you
She was better when she never knew you
Suffering eternally in bounds of obliviousness
Tell me how I can make her torpid
For she’ll never stop being herself
She loves you more than ever
For she loved you more than she could ever


  1. hehe..:) The person who narrates the poem is fighting with herself :P Guess kind of trying to forget the past.

  2. When you first posted this, I wanted to respond, but found it too painful (it brought me to a place I didn't want to go). I just want to let you know that this poem touched me deeply. It was difficult fighting back the tears. God bless you sweetie.

  3. Oh Cheryl!Thank you..I try not to write such poems.. But end up pouring all emotions..

    You know what, I have started one more blog,

    I don't write there rather I try to collect prayers .


Add Your Blog Blog Topsites
Promote Your Blog
Free Blog Directory
Blogs Blog Tools Allie Marie