Another Thursday of poetry goodness! Hurray! I’ve been trying to keep to my writing schedule, and hopefully that now that I’m done work so early in the morning, I can use those quiet afternoons when my parents aren’t home to my advantage. I am sorry for posting my review of Trick ‘r Treat much later on Sunday than I really wanted to. That’s my fault really, I haven’t been sleeping well, and ended up just not feeling up to writing it. Also, I was supposed to watch Asylum last Saturday after my orientation but something came up (an awesomely unexpected visit from my cousin), and I just ended up not getting around to it. Sorry though! The Asylum review will be going up around 9am on Sunday, so there’ll be plenty of time to read it.
Two poems again this week, I hope you enjoy them, let me know what you think!
To the touch I’m cold as ice,
too long since I’ve felt the heat.
It’s been ages since I’ve been loved,
since my heart knew how to beat.
You can sense me, for I am here,
but no longer do I know how to feel.
There is nothing – just the numbing
tingling, leftovers of what was real.
No longer do I feel the want, the need;
I do not know desire or lust.
I would try to love again, but
I’m afraid my heart has begun to rust.
He came home at quarter past four –
to find a home with an open door.
Her things removed from open drawers –
she did not live here anymore.
He wandered through this empty place,
nothing there, just open space –
trying to find some sort of trace
or a memory of her face.
Whispers painted on the walls,
echoes coming from the halls –
still he could not recall
where their love began to fall.
A letter, he hoped he had misread,
filling him with a sense of dread –
knowing she was with him instead.
Just one word – “Goodbye”, it said.