'It's Only Me'

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by curtius, Oct 7, 2006.

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  1. curtius

    curtius Well-Known Member

    The raveings of my insides
    Are crying out once more
    Telling my patience to step aside
    So they can take the floor.

    Its the craveings that make me hide
    The reasons I want you more
    Drunk in a funk, Im weak and I suck
    I just want to knock on your door...

    I hate myself for needing
    Anyone at all...
    I hate myself for begging
    The phone to let you call...

    You spoke to me and I snapped at you
    There wasn't much that I could do
    Responsibility dictates why
    You had to go to bed tonight.

    Its not your fault its only me
    Its just my insecurities
    Awake again attacking me
    Why cant you love me free?

  2. Once again you've named and nailed down that demon, hungry (insatiable) vulnerability...

  3. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni


    Your gift of expression is endless and astounding.:eek:hmy: :smile:

    I hate the feelings that eat away at you inside, but love the poems that come from your despair and frustration.:smile: :smile:


    least xoxoxox
  4. curtius

    curtius Well-Known Member

    Its frustruateing to have people tell you that you understand some things so well, even go as far to say that I have named their own deamons inside....

    So why cant I control mine?

  5. That m'dear, is THE $64,000 question...

    I suppose that just like one cannot see ones own aura, we see and recognize in others what is within us. And hmmmm, this lack of instant vision regarding the self does not make anyone less insightful - just that one is too close to the picture. I don't think it's a sin - a shortcoming - just an occupational hazard of being human. It's ever-so-hard to forgive that in ourselves, wot?

    (*I DO wish we could be more gentle with ourselves...)

    Last edited: Oct 8, 2006
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