For want of a light switch...

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Deleted SKU, Jun 20, 2015.

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  1. Deleted SKU

    Deleted SKU Well-Known Member

    A scattering of puzzle pieces, discarded in a darkened room
    Tossed aside as worthless to the many hearts of history
    I crawl upon my hands and knees, looking to rebuild
    Grasp at every piece I feel, in search to solve the mystery

    Of what designs exist amidst these broken parts of past days
    Of thought and feeling, heart and mind, wanting them to fit
    In the gaping hole within my soul, torn from me remorselessly
    I hate to feel inside my self, and find a fearful gaping pit

    Some pieces burn, tainted from the lies that wrought them
    Will they cauterize the wound, or cause it to catch aflame
    Others cut, the edges sharp with abandonment and dread
    False "I love you"s and stab wounds feel one and the same

    Instead I fill the hole with the pieces cool to touch
    Numbness and regret, while a lead weight across my chest
    Seem to fit most soundly in this semi-shattered soul
    And seal me in this safely stymied slumber that I rest

    Beyond my easy reach though, I cannot even say for sure
    What further puzzle pieces sit scattered in the shade
    I fear too much to reach again, to burn and bleed and beg
    So I lay down in the shadow, and slowly start to fade
  2. Acy

    Acy Mama Bear - TLC, Common Sense Staff Member Safety & Support

    That is very powerful! I especially like the third verse where you have mixed up things that are bad, things that could help, things that are supposed to be good that feel completely the opposite. You use rhyme very nicely, and also alliteration ("to burn and bleed and beg") and imagery (the whole construct of a puzzle and puzzle pieces, the idea of something that could cauterize or set things aflame).

    A very thoughtful, carefully created piece! Very well done! Thank you for sharing this! :)
  3. Deleted SKU

    Deleted SKU Well-Known Member

    Thank you... it's been a long time since I've managed to write anything, and to be honest I was a bit drunk when writing this one out. Kind of the reason for the mocking title, I just wish I could be who I want to be, rather than be what I can put together out of the wreckage of my past... but feel like I'm fumbling blindly at it all.
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