“And this is where it ends”…

Guest Poet Week – Number 3

To celebrate this blogs 2nd anniversary, I am honouring other people’s work with a week of Guest Poets.

The Guest Poet feature on this blog has been tremendously successful and I would like to take this opportunity to thank each and every poet who has taken the time to partake.

My third Guest Poet this week is new to these pages, so please welcome Bridgette!

You can read more of Bridgette’s words here: www.TheImperfectGirll.com

Going forward, the Guest Poet slots will still be available, so if you want to join in, please email your words to me at eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

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Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.

I bet your wounds are still fresh from my nails digging into your skin,
pulling you and begging you to stay.

Bargaining and pleading and confessing my love for you with words I’ve never even known existed.

I bet your shirt is still damp from the river of tears I cried when you first said, “It’s over.”

Streaming as wide as the ocean.

As calm as the sea but as disturbed and as massive as a hurricane destroying a town like you destroyed my heart.

I bet your legs are still tired from constantly running away from me.

As I chased after you in hopes that you would love me again like I loved you despite of what you said.

I realized that you were gone far before you left. And I still didn’t want to let you go.

But I did.

Your wounds healed.

Your shirt dried.

Your legs are well rested.

And we can finally say it’s over.

“I swore you were the one”…

Please welcome The Vigilante as tonight’s guest poet – you can read more here:

https://subhajitsmadness.wordpress.com/

If you would like to be featured as a guest poet, drop me your words to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

amge

Confession of a Guilty Heart

You didn’t have to understand

All I wanted was, for you to feel

If only you reached for my hand

Then my heart full of love could have been real

But, it was my fault

I didn’t love you a lot

It was my duty, and

All I thought of, was me

Your world was full of difficulty

Neither did I understand, nor did I see

I was blinded by my arrogance

For which I missed all my chance

I made you miserable, I made you cry

Making you think my love was a lie

Wish I had done things differently, then

We could have spent these 3 years gracefully

Now the chance is gone, and

I am all alone

But, I am happy to see you happy

As that’s all I ever wanted you to be

So, I am writing this, just to let you know

This is where I let you go

“You and I, like birds in a cage”…

Tonight, I am thrilled to present Unbolt as my guest poet. You can read more of Unbolts work here:

https://unbolt.wordpress.com/2015/04/03/the-light-off-house-keeper/

Are you wanting to join in and be a guest poet? Send me your words to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk and I will do the rest!

Cheers
J

light

The Light-off-House keeper

Do you remember that guy?
Yes, who turned off the lighthouse.
At that time things were awry
and it ended up in the madhouse.

‘Birds are better than people.
They can fly and sit on the steeple’

Then two or three were shipwrecked.
It was in late November…
All appeals were rejected.
I was small, but I still remember.

‘Birds are better than people.
They don’t weep. Don’t beg for a nipple’

I saw his look through the bars.
I read his bloodless parched lips.
‘…they fade in the light… like stars…
…lighthouse is evil… full eclipse…’

‘Birds are better than people.
They never doubt to kill a cripple‘

James Bond was my cult hero
(no, not a dolt from a film)
His books were my ground zero.
Birds became lords in my little realm.

‘Birds are better than people…’
I’m the most industrious pupil.

I defeated wicked light.
I secure happy birdlife.
I keep eternal twilight.

Somewhere somebody cries… it’s a sailor’s wife.

“Loneliness leaves no shadow”…

hiding

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Keeping a distance…
Away from the hate…

Hiding all feelings…
Behind a traitor’s gate…

That stands tall and strong…
Providing protection…

Allowing the prisoners…
Space for reflection…

And time to consider…
What is the next move…

So many options…
But so little to choose…

As the mountainous path…
That was once followed…

Is now over grown…
The weeds have swallowed…

Making it difficult…
To keep on the right…

Whilst avoiding the wrong….
That comes out at night…

And blinds the eyes…
That once could see…

It was perfectly clear…
But now it’s muddy…

Leading to confusion…
Messages that are mixed…

Points of view distorted…
No hope they’ll be fixed…

By words or by deeds…
No matter the intention…

The river now too wide…
No bridges to mention…

Just the edge of the abyss…
That draws people in…

Across the white line…
Where only the Devil wins…

Becoming a limbo state…
Where nothing is resolved…

And the bitterness festers…
For all parties involved…

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“It’s a crying shame, to have only hopeless sorrow”…

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Stress and anxiety…
Distort and cloud her view…
Been like this for years…
It is nothing new…
The unseen silent killer…
Crept up unawares…
Like a thief in the night…
Climbing up her stairs…

And quietly attacked…
With debilitating ease…
Once inside her mind…
She was forced upon her knees…
She can’t clearly think straight…
Her brain is under pressure…
Her arms and her legs…
Are locked in displeasure…

The feelings run through…
The length of her body…
She feels sick and twisted…
But can’t tell anybody…
Or articulate how she’s feeling…
Because she’s in such a dark place…
But you won’t see any scars…
They lurk beneath her surface…

All her thoughts are freezing…
And just not making sense…
There is no escape…
It’s all so fucking intense…
And she simply can’t cope…
So she tries to hide away…
Ignoring everyone around her…
Blocking out whatever they say…

And sometimes lashing out…
In pure anger and frustration…
That nobody can help her…
Overcome this dire situation…
Because the stress and the anxiety…
That distort her daily view…
Began the day he left her…
And broke her heart in two…

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Amazing drawing by Sarah : http://hootowlforlife.tumblr.com