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JB

Deceptive release

 

 

 

 Deceptive release

 

Dark thoughts consume her every waking hour

Like a torrential downpour her emotions seem to flood over

From dark of night to the all revealing light of day

She asks herself, why it had to be this way?

 

She screams out for release from this pain

She pleads to be freed from the torture she experiences

Every single day of her life

She wonders what there is for him to gain

 

From always appearing to be so dashing, so charming

Whereas she alone knows the true man

She has encountered his true heart, his dark soul

She has been on the receiving end of his vengeful demeanor

 

Outward appearances do not often reveal the true person

Yet this is what everyone of us accept without questioning

The underlying truth of who the person really is

As she did when she met him

 

A lesson valuably learnt by her of this you can be sure

For she will never openly trust again

She will never open her heart and expose her soul

She will not reveal her true feeling to anyone

 

For after all was said and done, she was the one

Who was left with pieces of a desecrated life?

To somehow put back together, to try and rebuild

A meaningful existence, for this she is still striving

 

After all this time, one would think that

Her pain has eased somewhat.

But how can one just get over the pain

Of having loved someone so much

 

To only find one fine morning, you are suddenly

Not allowed to love that person any longer

By their say so, you are now to just turn this love off

As though it were a switch that can be altered

 

Maybe for others in the world this feat is feasible

But for her, a woman who loved him so completely

This will not be alright, and it will take a long time

For her to undo and erase all the love she once felt

— Feebie, Aug 28, 2007

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Region, Country: Gauteng, ZMB

Favorite Poets: Sylvia Plath, Robert Frost

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JB

Jillian Botha

18 years 8 months ago

LAP

Hi Jess LAP done......(on all of them i might add :-)) Kind regards Feebie Mistakes happen, do not dwell on them, live them, mourn them and move on to better things. (PS: if that does not work eat lots and lots of chocolate)
weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 8 months ago

Now I get it!

While I will never stop loving my friends I have kind of given up on romantic love (while I do fall in love almost every day!). The last two stanzas said it all. I am nearly 50 and still a hopeless romantic, but will never give away myself to another person again. We take each other or not at all. Perhaps I am not being very coherent tonight, I have been drinking, but hope you get the sense of what I am trying to say. cheers, Jess