#incapable
do you ever feel like your incapable of loving,
because you feel like you could never love someone like you used to love another?
like your fear has made a bar that you can touch but not surpass,
like nothing will ever match how you used to feel?
Dec 8, 2024
Dec 8, 2024 at 2:03 AM UTC
Pay attention to what lengths one will go to
And still find themselves incapable of making it through
No push or pull through, both options taken off the table on a path of glue
Acknowledge the mental blocks that are constantly fought 1v2
Never told, so never knew
Sold a bad bag of repackaged goods labeled NEW
But these missing brighter days have an expiration on the carton too
As well as an enforcement of a curfew
That's never been required to pursue,
Yet they still do
While most never notice the touch of darkness lurking in their happy places too
©2024
May 7, 2024
May 7, 2024 at 3:15 PM UTC
Just because you dont see any effort,
Doesnt mean its not there.
Jul 20, 2021
Jul 20, 2021 at 2:08 PM UTC
We should be afraid
of those incapable ones
because they are capable
of eveything
Dec 16, 2020
Dec 16, 2020 at 5:20 PM UTC
how can you love someone
and trust in them,
when you only carry love
for anyone but for yourself,
because you don't trust
in you,
and you can't love you.
Jun 21, 2020
Jun 21, 2020 at 7:37 AM UTC
The gears in my mind that used to wind and turn so fast, are slowing. The ideas that never become words, die off. The tick-tick-ticking of pestering thoughts give up. And urge me to give up as well.
Why can't I process this train of endless emotions that long to
become stories? There once was a place in my mind that filled and
toppled over with wonderful ideas. But that place is now empty,
full of cobwebs and dust. Lost, buried deep inside me.
How can I find it again? That place I'd go when the world shut me
out and I just needed to express how I felt.
I miss the days I'd feel lonely, and escape to the world of wonder
I'd get lost in. The words, the powerful language... And I'd create
something spectacular.
But that gift was taken from me, ripped from my heart leaving an
empty feeling in my chest.
My power of writing unique ideas is gone.
How do I get it back? Can I?
I'm too weak. I can't search for those ideas. I'll never find them
again.
I let those brilliant thoughts slip from my grasp. They drifted
away, soon to wither to dust.
I am incapable of writing. Incapable of thinking. Incapable of
loving what I write.
So I may be unable to find those old words, but I can create new
ones. It'll take effort, it'll take time. It'll take practice.
But I am willing, to get my thoughts whirling again. To take an
emotion, put it into words, and form those words into something
beautiful. I'll sort my language for only the best, the most poetic.
My feelings in the writing will swirl up from the pages and enter
your mind and make you think, Wow... Who wrote this?
But I am incapable of such a gift... I always have been.
So I'll drown in the dread I've made for myself. I'll swallow the
water of hopelessness as I sink deeper and deeper and deeper... I'm
incapable.
But at least I could make a poem out of it.
Mar 20, 2020
Mar 20, 2020 at 2:27 PM UTC
Incapable d'agir. De quoi parlent-ils tous?
Est-ce encore un livre, la perte de ses pages?
Où que l'on creuse, là n'est pas la source;
Déduira-t-on ainsi qu'elle est introuvable?
Écoutant les murmures au travers du ciment
Encore qui mugissent des propos absurdes;
Puis d'une jointure, l’on cognera dedans:
« Encore et toujours vide, l'écho ridicule. »
Criant au secours, qu'on leur vienne en aide;
Celui de tout perdre, connait-on le sacrifice?
C'est donnant ainsi tout qu'enfin l'on nous cède
Le vrai pour et contre l'artifice.
Incapable d'agir. Que racontent-ils donc?
Lorsqu'ouvrir la bouche est un pas de trop,
À la course ils se ruent vers les fronts:
« Cette inertie qui maintient en sursaut. »
En ouverture vers le vide, voici le message
Des parois décousues d'un fort abyssal:
« Écouter le silence, le silence qui n'entend rien. »
Dec 8, 2019
Dec 8, 2019 at 10:47 PM UTC
Incapable of love
Is what It feels
Not incapable to be loved
Or to love
But to let love live.
For love is just not the wish to keep
Love is in the effort to not let it leave.
Not just in dreams should love hold Love tight
Love is in not holding back love
In the fear of time when Love is not in life.
Love is in showing love right now before time strikes.
Love is beyond making love naked every night
Love is in walking out of the dungeon in broad daylight,
And breaking in front of his eyes
Without the fear of getting broken in time.
Incapable of love
Is what It feels
Even though It is loved
And It loves every being.
Yet never can love heal It.
For Love cannot be let in
Love cannot be let live.
Incapable of love
Are most lovely things.
Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 7:06 AM UTC
Trying to process
how you don’t need me
like I need you
Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 4:10 AM UTC
My eyes can only scream
what my voice could not.
And my soul would only break
when my bones wouldn’t.
Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 9:27 AM UTC
i found that i am not entitled
to those who care for me most.
mainly because my heart
is incapable of returning the favor.
Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 11:12 PM UTC
A brush of gentle lips,
A small innocent caress.
That gave her butterflies,
And heart beat shore with affection.
Eyes connect, caught like deer's in headlights.
A brush of torn lips,
A small innocent caress.
That gave me a stomach ache,
And heart beat dropped with dread.
Eyes fluttered closed, belief in it being a dream.
Entranced in a dance,
She is swept off her feet.
Time seeming to stop,
Mind made up that she is madly in love.
Hands creeping subconsciously to wrap around.
Enchanted in a pull of a dance,
Feet are heavy like there chained.
Time seeming to stop,
Mind finally catching up with the facts.
Tangled into the game of bittersweet love.
She has so much love,
She wishes to give it all to you.
Her eyes gleam with pure bliss,
Deeply drowned in maddened love.
That sadly has only one person wanting to play.
I am incapable to love,
I wished to return but I had none to give her.
My eyes gleam with glaze,
Deeply drowned in sorrow and regret.
Apr 25, 2018
Apr 25, 2018 at 7:20 PM UTC
How can one bring heat and love to another body,
when they are incapable of sensations
and can't feel at all...
How can one be expected to feel,
when numbness fills their soul...
How does one hold another,
when they can barely keep themselves together...
Feb 27, 2018
Feb 27, 2018 at 9:30 PM UTC
"Hello!" "Goodbye!" "Oh, what a fine day!"
Shaking hands, hugging wounds, soothing fears.
"My ears? Yes, you may take them."
"My time? Take that too."
"Use my words, put me to work — I promise, I won't shirk."
But my heart you cannot take.
It won't help you heal.
You see, I left it somewhere
That's far from here.
So now pain is all I feel.
If you get too close, you'll see.
So please, just accept my other gifts
And stay far from me.
Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 12:41 PM UTC
I fear the day I cease to breathe
The retraction of the unholy
In its nauseating trance
That I am entangled in its captivation
The serenity of the raindrops clouding
As they flounder amongst the field
Protruding the fellow's dance
The day my essence vanishes
Dissipates to naught when I am caught
By the claws of angels that soar the sky
The dazzle of their improbable happiness
Incapable of genuine light
Beyond the velvet marshmallow sky
They reflect a fabricated smile
For suffering merely is lifting its skirt
Dec 21, 2017
Dec 21, 2017 at 9:30 PM UTC
A fake lover,
She was not.
A fake girl,
She is not.
She is just incapable of mature love.
Sep 12, 2016
Sep 12, 2016 at 11:48 PM UTC
I know that
There is always an end to road
but that leads to another road
Red line that ceases sun shine
but that declares yet another scene: night
Spring that declares an end of two seasons
but that acts as a warning of yet another harsh season
I know there is always an end
but that is in fact another beginning
I am aware of all world of wisdom & facts
I am pretty much logical and calculative person
But with you
every logic fades
every calculation is wrong
I know you're long gone
and may be I am going through 5 stages of grieve
But I am incapable of forgetting
incapable of leaving even an ounce of feelings
incapable of forgetting every word you ever uttered
incapable of unloving you
incapable of not missing you
incapable of letting you go even though I have never intended to hold on
incapable of figuring out that how can you be no one to someone like that
Why is it so unfairly painful to bear!!
Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 5:21 AM UTC
*blinded by the binds in the blinds
complicating everything between the lines
it won't hit you till you see the signs
that's why I run with covered eyes
that's why I see no sunny skies
that's why I feed the dark inside
eyes set to aim
controller hooked to game
no virtual reality
real pain has no name
soon to be collided
riding in two different lanes
if only I could free myself
I'd never be the same*
Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 11:09 PM UTC
Write a poem, you say,
And give me a subject
About that which you think I should write,
But it don’t work that way,
I’m afraid I must reject
The challenge you set me tonight
For a poem, you see,
Simply cannot be forced,
I can't pluck one out of thin air!
It needs to just be,
And run its due course,
And the writer, of course, needs to care
It’s not that I can’t write,
It’s not that I won’t,
It’s just that these things simply are,
And it seems that tonight
The mood simply don’t
Inspire to take me that far
I can't just decide
When the moment will take me,
And jot down a stanza or two.
I’m not trying to hide,
But you can’t simply make me
Write poems to benefit you.
So that’s why this piece
May not quite be art,
And won’t be remembered in books.
I can’t choose to please
(Wouldn’t know where to start)
You with how my poetry looks.
Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
Incapable.
I'm unable,
to function,
amongst them.
I cannot be saved..
Living within this world caught up in technologys embrace.
I exist,
contributing nothing to society,
Like a dead battery.
Incapable.
Useless.
I cannot be saved!
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 10:00 PM UTC
*Today, right now
I am wondering do I have
What it takes to survive
When I feel so utterly*
***Incapable
Unable
Afraid***
I wrestle and cry!
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 10:40 AM UTC
You don't know how lucky you are
You're innocent from the terrible things I've been through
You're the ******* cheerleader
And I'm the ******* freak
You fell in love with a creature incapable of loving back fully
And I fell in love with a fragile fairy so trusting
Here we go again
Into a story told a thousand times
Into a poem told with a thousand rhymes
Here I go again breaking another heart
Here I go again tearing my soul apart
For something I think I deserve I make myself incapable of loving myself or another
Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 7:01 PM UTC