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Apr 2018
The wall's tall enough to block my sight
ramparts of stone hiding past's domain
stretching for mile into the distance
that land I've left so far behind
with monuments of fates I'd forget
still awaits slumbering behind the wall

this barrier imagined boldly in my mind
no impediment to the rest of the shared world
stands solid against the therapy
with razor wire to stop temptation's curse
enticements offered by a nostalgic heart
I have no desire to reopen the ragged cuts

each spawns anxiety with harsh demands
I must end my life if the barricade fails
falling to earth as the bullet impacts flesh
so the barrier must be maintained
lest the monsters consume what I have left
each block held in place with fear of life

these phantoms mutter beyond the faint divide
spawned by a life that that never was
still I'll shudder in my huddled ball
this is the outcome mercy could grant
salving the wounds that still bleed
never to adventure but always safe.

© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20180411.
“Block My Sight” is about anxiety associated with the past.  The past can be locations, people, or past times.  My “inspiration” is personal anxiety that drives me to NEVER want to go near the past elements.   I have to.  I must if I will be productive in my life.  Still, the desire to run away, by any means possible, is VERY strong.
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