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The time has come, let’s meet Pensively, I approach my seat Legs cross, arms down, I ground On earth, origin of life and sound Pain awaits, through a kingdom of gates Wall upon wall, separates The only way to get where I must go Is to wade and move against the waters flow I shiver, I shudder, a nasty feeling The dark road ahead has me reeling It’s asking me to slowly let go I cry out, I don’t feel ready for you to show I fluctuate, in and out, out and in The first layer of discomfort starts to dim My stomach is in knots, organs turning My heart is alight, and softly burning The energy in my being starts to drain As I experience the beginnings of my pain Years and years I’ve lived with no emotion Now I’m in a landfill of hurt with no potion The sting begins to penetrate my chest I lose my will, my speech, this is my quest I feel a clarity, cold, raw, and pure A dismissed child, I must know him to cure In hysterics, I run back to safety I can't experience your full grace lately There are too many pits to explore in one day Right now I’m opting to escape, hide, and play Until I am ready to touch this truth, so grey A pain that is near, but also so far away
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Feb 9, 2021
Feb 9, 2021 at 10:42 AM UTC
A Journey to Pain
The time has come, let’s meet Pensively, I approach my seat Legs cross, arms down, I ground On earth, origin of life and sound Pain awaits, through a kingdom of gates Wall upon wall, separates The only way to get where I must go Is to wade and move against the waters flow I shiver, I shudder, a nasty feeling The dark road ahead has me reeling It’s asking me to slowly let go I cry out, I don’t feel ready for you to show I fluctuate, in and out, out and in The first layer of discomfort starts to dim My stomach is in knots, organs turning My heart is alight, and softly burning The energy in my being starts to drain As I experience the beginnings of my pain Years and years I’ve lived with no emotion Now I’m in a landfill of hurt with no potion The sting begins to penetrate my chest I lose my will, my speech, this is my quest I feel a clarity, cold, raw, and pure A dismissed child, I must know him to cure In hysterics, I run back to safety I can't experience your full grace lately There are too many pits to explore in one day Right now I’m opting to escape, hide, and play Until I am ready to touch this truth, so grey A pain that is near, but also so far away
Approaching and connecting to pain is a life long journey. I'm just starting to learn how to do it, but it's remarkable how conditioned our bodies are to avoiding pain and discomfort. Keep sitting and keep practicing.
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Feb 9, 2021
Feb 9, 2021 at 10:42 AM UTC
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