Usually i can amplify my thoughts into words in front of another person
Usually i can get what i want and leave with a simple goodbye
But then today - the reigns were everywhere but in my hands - i think i felt them whip across my face Possibly a long-time coming
I could hardly follow the conversation – lost in his latest words
I couldn't speak because i couldn’t think
I couldn't act upon my wants or walk away when cued
My shoulders heavy and my eyes locked
I don't know if i responded to anything he said
I don't know if i looked as fragile as i felt
He trumped my hand and played his suit
Did anything strike him as he walk away?
A curious heart? A 'what if' notion? A 'what did i do' sickness?
He hid behind the cowboy hat and let me walk away
What i am to him is not real
What i am to him is not me
therefore,
it is nothing
3 comments:
I can relate and the artistic value is a 10!!!
Okay I'll comment more when I'm not on the phone with you!
LOL WOW am i really that demanding when im drunk! LOL
So I seriously kind of feel like you foreshadowed my life in writing this! Thanks a lot! If I pulled out every line I could analyze a specific moment in my recent past and connect it with the subject of that line...honestly! Not to make it about me, and I hate to tell people I understand (because how often does anyone freaking 'understand'), but I really get this one! The feelings you describe are so vivid to me because they are so foreign to us. No one is able to trump the hand we usually hold, and then all at once, our house of cards has fallen...it's utterly not right for us not to be in control...! Okay I'll stop now, I have to shower eventually...and yes you are demanding when you're intoxicated not to mention your blog gets kind of needy! HA!
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