Not Me

This trembling?
Not weakness, it’s dread.
My sharp words, clumsy silences?
A raw nerve screaming "Don’t leave yet."

It’s not your light, it’s my storm inside.
I know. I see the hurt I cast.
You hold the pieces, always have.
This scared boy, grasping, gasping…
is just fighting shadows, loving you past the fear.
My love stands true, same heart, same name beyond this broken game.

Reviews

[Kady R.]

I'm sorry for what you're going through. I can understand the hurt and the pain of no longer being in a relationship (I'm divorced). Here's to hoping things will get better for yoh Tendai!!

[Buddhistboy73]

Wow!
This poem says so much on so many levels....
The shaky nerves of someone standing before a new lover trying to gain their attention...is but one interpretation...
It's not your light, it's my storm inside....this is my favourite line

Thanks for sharing...:)

Feel free to stop by and review one of mine....

BB73