It Has No Title, but it was inspired by a Plath quote

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  1. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    "Yes o yes, but I am weary, too weary to speak, write, or think"
    I wish I could change the way you look at me.
    I wish I could change the way I feel.
    I wish I knew how to quit you.
    I wish I knew how to quit.
    So there. Struck by the give up urge
    I wish I could just walk away.
    Say to the world
    and all these people in it, you can't have me.
    If I'm not mine than I'm certainly not yours.
    I wish I was other than I am.
    I wish I was content.
    Bowled over by a disaster of intimate proportions, I am visionless.
    And I wish someone would touch me. I wish someone could touch me.
    I wish I was free or I wish I was bought.
    Waiting is wearing, and rarely bears fruit.
    And I am a dramatic young thing, but I don't care, I don't care, I don't care.
    People change very little as they age.
    I just have fewer calluses or what-not. And I am aware.
    Aware that this too shall pass,
    but maybe I don't want that. Maybe I'm tired of waiting for things to pass,
    Because that is all people do, isn't it?
    Wait.
    Something better'll come. The awfulness isn't permanent.
    And that’s true. That’s true. But it is recurring.
    And I don't know what I'm saying, but I do.
    And I don't know whom I'm saying this to.
    But I want to give up and I want to give in.
    And I would like to take a rest, but I'm afraid of bad dreams.

    But we all wish this don't we?

    I wish people would just be honest with each other.
    I wish I was honest.
    I wish someone loved me like I want to be loved.
    Wishing is something I still do because I'm ever so young.
    I think I'm a beautiful creature when no one is watching.
    I love you. I love you all.
    "All ridiculous. In worry I do nothing."
     
  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    (((Dearly Beloved)))

    Oh my God that is so worthy of print and recognition. Plath would be proud to claim it as her own. PLEASE don't let your despair beat you down any further. I worry about you and am glad I know you. I only hope that by writing down these feelings they can become just a little bit more distant from the you that is 'now'. I wish I could do something, anything. I can only be your friend: ears, a shoulder, reaching hands. Whatever it takes to keep you afloat.:smile: Hold on to me, to us, please.:sad:

    love and hope and comfort,

    least xoxoxox
     
  3. Sadeyes

    Sadeyes Staff Alumni

    This reminded me of one of her quotations: • Life has been some combination of fairy-tale coincidence and joie de vivre and shocks of beauty together with some hurtful self-questioning.

    Your poem is quite artful, and expresses feelings I have had myself...thank you for sharing it with us...big hugs
     
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    Well, you've gone and done it again. Taken words from my heart and spilled them onto the page before me...If the world recognized AHmazing as it came, we'd be in a much better state of grace - you are...ahmazing... in your longing, in your pain, in your expression...

    {{FAL1}}

    "The awfulness isn't permanent.
    And that’s true. That’s true. But it is recurring."

    "Maybe I'm tired of waiting for things to pass"

    (Oh Gawd!)
     
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