Human Error

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  1. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    I want
    What a child wants.
    To have someone pick me up and love me
    And tell me I will never feel pain again.
    I have fallen
    With a lack of grace that is unsurprising
    And torn my poor body
    And made an utter mess of everything
    But there is no one here
    Who could
    Or would wish to
    Lift my oh-so-solid form
    And put a band-aid to my shattered reality.
    I feel so small
    So tired
    So empty and used.
    I want so desperately.
    So many things.
    For someone to gather me up
    And hold me together.
    For someone to draw me in
    And tell me,
    And for once have it be more
    Than a lie told to a toddler,
    That everything will be alright.
    For once I want someone to take me up
    Soothe the shaking of the earth
    And protect me.
    I cannot be strong.
    I want it to be okay to be weak.
    If only I could fail
    And not be made to feel
    Like it was the end of the world
    Or an unforgivable sin.
    If only I could come to terms
    With my useless, restless
    Feckless humanity.
    Some time ago
    It struck me
    That embroiled in my fear
    I would rather die than fail again
    And that
    That just isn’t right.
    There should be some allowance in my life
    For human breakdown.
    I am not a machine.
    Something must be done.
    Because if I fall again
    I think I might not be getting back up.
  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    Dearly Beloved;

    How do you keep topping your best efforts??:blink: How do you keep coming up with such winners??? Your words always 'click'. They always stick in my head. They mean so much more than just the words they look like on paper - they mean all of what you (and others) are feeling. You're incredibly good, you know!:smile: I love your writings.:smile: :smile:

    I don't know how you keep managing to get better and better, but you do, you do!:eek:hmy:


  3. What poignant words, the feeling comes through so clear it almost makes me want to cry - for I share your lament. Oh what it would be to feel safe in our fragility, and allow ourselves to be weak, to be carried, or simply allowed to fall without remorse. I love your words. Least has said a coupla times how strange that so much beauty can be found in the sorrows we share... what an odd gift, but a gift nonetheless. You certainly possess it, the blessing and curse - of not only experiencing but expressing pain, so much so that others recognize it in themselves. You speak volumes


  4. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni


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