The Warrior Voice

Anonymous: Thoughts, Emotions, Dreams & Feelings

December 9, 2011
Filed under Poetry, Writers' Bloc

12/10/10

What is love?
The real question is
“What is true love?”
Something that invisibly
Blinds you?
Or something that opens your
Eyes to the beautiful things
You never noticed before?
Who wants it?
Who needs it?
Me.
I want that fictional
& magical feeling
Of being free,
Of being accepted for
Who I am.
I want that knowledge of the
Someone who’s meant for
Me is with me ’til the end.
I want to hear a song
About love-
About me.
My eyes crave to be looked into;
Not just “looked” into,
But dug into;
Where the person who does it,
Knows the pain I’ve suffered
And will do anything
And everything in their power to
Fix it.
What is true love?
What is left of it when that person
You share it with is halfway
Across the world,
Risking and sacrificing
Everything they have?
How painful is the
Distance?
How painful is it to
See that they’re not there to see
Their kids grow,
Not there for your
First anniversary?
What happens when they
Disappear?
For good?
…
Nothing
But you sinking to
Rock Bottom happens.
How do you deal with
The pain?
The sorrow?
The guilt?
The suffering
Of never seeing them
Again,
Not feeling their
Touch of warmth,
Safety and
Comfort
One last time?
And what about family?
How effed up have
Families become now?
Fathers who
Drink and abuse
Or just plainly
Abandon their innocent children?
And the moms who
Don’t make an effort to talk,
To reach out to their kids;
It’s not like kids know any better.
There’s no reason to
Abuse children,
Physically and emotionally.
So why do it?
Why not bond and build
A relationship with them?
Make an effort to show
You care,
To show
You love
The human beings you gave life to
…
Memories,
Good memories
Are the best dreams that have already
Come true,
But are now gone
And in the past.
Memories
Are what should keep us going
In life.
They’re what we should look forward to.
They put
Smiles on our faces,
Yet they are also responsible for
The frowns we show.
For memories,
These beautiful memories,
Don’t last long enough,
They don’t give a
100% satisfaction to us
…
…
I’m afraid,
Very frightened to lose you,
Forever.
It’s bad enough I’m being kept
From you for this amount of time;
Hating to say this, though,
I need you.
The sh*t we’ve been through,
The honesty we give,
The feeling you give me.
You make me feel special,
You show you do care
And listen to what I say.
But where will we take
Ourselves?
Where will our feelings take
Us?
Will they increase,
To something big,
Like love?
What if it takes over the two of us,
You and I?
Maybe we’ll last until after
Our high school years.
Maybe we’re meant for
Each other.
Can you live without me?
…
Rephrase that because yes,
You can live without me;
The question is:
Do you want to live
Without me?
How do you feel about me?
What goes through
Your mind when you
Think of me?
Can you even answer my questions?
Prove to me,
Make me believe your answers…

                                           — Anonymous