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 Aug 2013 Passion fire hope
Robyn
A beautiful couple
Had a beautiful wedding
And they made a beautiful son
The son that would grow
The world to show
That I was his only one
The only time I felt summer was when I had your body to keep me warm.
Winter has been far too long.
i never thought i'd come back
found my wings painted black
memories cut deep, stitch 'em up
and we'll drink from this broken cup
we find laughter in the darkness, the deep
because there's no reason, no time to sleep
when the world is heavy, crashing down
i'll sit here with my broken crown
and take in the scene
doesn't matter what it may mean
it's the destruction, the madness
how i'm always drawn to sadness
trying to fix the world
when i was just a simple girl
with ink on my hands, stained fingertips
felt words & wine hanging on my lips
how i'd cry for my sisters and brothers
hope lost here, the pain in others
and i felt it so deep, my heart full of scars
that i'd take a breath & count the stars
and wish for a moment, just a moment of calm
the seed of hope so small it was lost in my palm
i find myself draw to the poet, the giver
and i find myself down at the river
wanna wash away my sins
know that this is where it begins
as i weep softly into the night
i will stay here till my wings are white
your words, they fit just like a glove
& i wonder what your dreams are made of
i see stars dancing in your eyes
it amazes me how time flies
how i can remember back when
we were ready to begin
our life together
it was now and forever
i'd get chills every time
knowing that you were mine
and the time we spent apart
only made you bigger in my heart
and hope never left me empty
love and friends i had plenty
it was never about needing you
because what they say isn't true
you don't "need" anyone
you find your way, you find the sun
it's about finding the balance in the desire
when worlds collide and you feel on fire
you should find a way to love so free
& you always found your way back to me
because maybe my words fit like a glove
& you were ready to see
what my dreams were made of
My eyes weren't burned blind with hot oil
I am not a brainwashed cult member
I do not think ignorance is bliss
And I see lies and truth as night and day
Some people speak to me
Like I've never walked outside my door
As if the truth could **** me
"But I'll tell you anyway"
We've all heard that one before
I know what's happening
I know that I am not the only person you're seeing
I know that you're vicious in your animalistic ways
The animalism that society identifies as "manly"
I'm sure others have received the text
The phone call
The words that make us feel needed
The words that make me feel like I am doing something I want to do
Even if I don't
I know that you're not perfect
I know that your mind is obsessive
And compulsive
And meticulous like neat stacks of paper
Or freshly cut grass
I still don't know how you value me
As a person
As an object
As a heart
As a brain
It could be any of the listed above
And even though you're not the perfect gentleman
I understand that people aren't perfect
I'm not blind to your mistakes
No one is covering my ears
Or hindering my senses
The truth is right in front of me
You are the truth
People look at me
As if I am an orphaned child
A recent widow
Still in denial because of the trauma
That life has presented to us
I know that you can be horrible
Cruel and abusive
At the same time
I know you can make me feel like the only person who has ever rested in your arms
And even if I'm not the only one
I know I'm not the only one
I accept it
Because your presence makes me feel better about myself
Your face motivates me to do well in all I do
Your body encourages me to run for miles and do hundreds of lunges
Maybe I'm using you just as much as you may be using me
We're messed up and mortified and scarred
"You can do better" they say
"You deserve someone who will treat you like a princess because you're intellectual and pretty"
What if I don't want that
What if all I want is to complacently stay
In a place that I don't necessarily belong
But it feels right
So I do
And that's why they think I'm blind
Senseless
I remember the haunting tunes
left in your wake
when you left so soon

I remember the soundless cries
from those who loved you
when they found, you died

I remember the empty cars
with words of splendor
but insincere hearts

I remember the selfish fools
who indulged in your love
then tightened your noose

I remember the radiant smiles
you once shared
when you were by the River of Nile

I remember the beating heart
you once had a pleasure
of having until you did part

I remember my love for you
so pure and wonderful
now haunting yet true

I remember when I was alive
but that was only because
I had you by my side

Death was inevitable
but it came too soon

Death was irreversible
something I couldn't undo

I give you my word
that I am far from alright
these things of the Past
haunt me each night
Just looking at you yesterday,
I figured out so much.

Like how deep "Us" goes.
And how much I respect you,
Trust you,
And mostly Love you.

There are too many things to name,
But trying and failing is better than never beginning.

But I don't even know where to start....
Your determination
To change the world in your unique way,
One step at a time?

Your gentle smile when we meet eyes and
(I think) you know I'm wondering?

Your distant stares with complex codes that I have yet
To crack?

Your laugh... Where do I begin?
Just that alone gives me goosebumps
Only because the sound belongs to you alone.

And of course your toned body and skilled lips
Are a bonus.

I love you.
There's so many reasons,
And so many unknown factors.
But I don't care.

I just hope this made you smile,
Just like I did when I read it for the first time.
And that night I was a mechanical doll
and I turned right and left, to all sides
and I fell on my face and broke to bits,
and they tried to put me together with skillful hands
And then I went back to being a correct doll
and all my manners were studied and compliant.
But by then I was a different kind of doll
like a wounded twig hanging by a tendril.
And then I went to dance at a ball,
but they left me in the company of cats and dogs
even though all my steps were measured and patterned.
And I had golden hair and I had blue eyes
and I had a dress the color of the flowers in the garden
and I had a straw hat decorated with a cherry.



Translated from the original Hebrew by Karen Alkalay-Gut.
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