Hold it all In

I'm trying to break through,

Slip my fingers into your grooves

So we can dance,

Like no one ever has before

 

With our fingers laced,

like hour glasses

And your eyes become dark,

and then pale

As I continuosly exhale

 

These eminating fumes,

Desperation

pouring out of my veins,

And you always try not to say

that I just may be insane

 

As the smoke rolls

around your face,

Embracing

Like a cascade of broken dreams,

I feel like I'm ripping

from the seams,

but you're not going to sew

me back together

 

So the base of my neck

aches and pulses,

In conundrum with my

hearts beating,

And you tell me to just

hold my breath,

hold it all in

 

Until my face is the color of Melancholy.

Reviews

[sushi]

Lovely...

[Aven]

I'm not a girl but I like this poem anyway! xP

[alan peter kelly]

lovely work Desiree honey...we sew ourselves back in the end..we become so professional with the occasionally destructive cut in the cloth of love :)

[M.Kilani]

breath-taking piece !!

[loowzerX]

gosh i understand you! girls! :/

[Thecreekdontrise]

That's how it happens with us girls.
we hold it in. till we can't anymore.
Appreciate it
((:

[Elwina]

Very nice, I loved the flow, and the imagery. You describe very vividly how it is to feel we are sinking. How others see it from the outside and just won't be able to handle it. Nice job.

[Uniqe In Many Ways]

very emotional!! I love it...

[Ruth]

Wow! A great punch at the end love!
Such a struggle to see the light of the day even here!
Excellent poem!
xx

[Bard Constantine]

Bleeding emotions... perfect all the way to the dramatic finish. This... takes the breath away...