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Sep 2020
Shaking and sobbing
Silent and still.
At rest? There is no rest.
I've lost the will;
It's pouring from the hole in my chest.
I await:
Your laugh
That look
The pages of a new book.
Please!
Just take me away from this mess.
Is it me?
Or the by product of this love for you?
Ugh, ******* emotions.
If I'd just flip the switch, I could be free.
But is this a curse or am I blessed with this ability?
Blessed.
What a crock of ****.
I am a blessed mess without the ability to love less.
Because you taught me to love with all or nothing
And we are not a family of nothing.
So, we give it all.
And we fall fall fall
Down the rabbit hole,
Slamming to an abrupt stop,
Stumbling in search of the ones that fell with us.
So search I will; day after day and year after year; until my smile can replace the storm of tears
For now, I am shaking and sobbing
Silent and still
At rest, with no rest
Until I find the will
Original
Rest well, ma🖤
Delma Ratliff
3/30/66-9/5/20
Mayah Seals
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Mayah Seals  26/F/Ohio
(26/F/Ohio)   
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     --- and Norman Crane
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