You Asked

You Asked

You asked, who are you?

A question I’ve been contemplating lately.

Often the answer alludes me

as the tin man inside

looks for a heart

and sees only the emptiness

I didn’t want to find.

~~~

Sometimes I wonder

what is this smoke and ashes existence

and why do I feel

this cold wind rush through me,

steal my words,

my resistance of pain,

allowing this river wash over me

removing these memories of you,

your touch

and warm embrace.

~~~

You asked, who are you?

I no longer know.

redzone 2.5.16 

Author's Note

thanks for reading...

Reviews

[highonwords]

i used to be loving and kind and compassionate - i was a good person, once, but now life's meaning eludes me - what is all these love for and about - the silence won't even give away - and i feel so lost and empty - this is what the poem spoke to me about - thank you, my friend, for sharing :)

best,
steph

[Lyn Anderson]

We can feel like this from time to time. Lost and suddenly unsure of who we are. Well done. Question, is the use of alludes intentional, or did you mean to say eludes?

[redzone]

see, this is the KL I know and love... you keep me honest in word use, and for some reason like what I write... at least it was spelled correctly, even if wrong word HA! KL I really have missed you, but not for this, but because you are just one wonderful woman... hey, I can be a bit mushy, it's still Valentine's Day.. ;0)

[Lyn Anderson]

Darling, I know no other way. My weird brain just works that way. I just try to be polite and never presume or assume.:)

[redzone]

I know, it's one of your "endearing" qualities..

[Lydia Shutter]

The deep introspection in this write hit me, Curt. We change with time and sometimes the changes surprise even us.....but you know what? That cold wind might just be Old Man Winter in the Big Apple. I think you are still the same Curt I knew years ago. Your heart is still just as big and just as loving. Don't doubt that. Remember one thing....pain changes everything. I will not say this is a "nice" one, Curt....but it is a powerful one for sure. Lydi**

[redzone]

Nothing like facing your mortality to raise the BIG questions.... you know Lydi, I was really going for that "nice" rating...lol (couldn't resist)... I always appreciate your comments, they are insightful and needed, so a big thank you...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you write so many pieces i can perfectly relate to...i used to be the big heart---acceptance, trust---and now i often wonder who this is inside this body...because the mind and heart seem to have grown cynical...and there is too much doubt...it's life i guess...we grow up, grow old and grow somewhat skeptical...even though we don't want to..

j.

[redzone]

Jacob, you are too kind, thank you... you, one of the grand masters of poetic metaphor, and if this poem has touched you, well it's more than a poet hopes for...

Life always throws challenges, and obstacles in our way and sometimes makes us question our resolve, "who we are"... always, we are either living or dying, we don't get no in between... or do overs...

Jacob you always thrill me when you visit, you are welcome here anytime...