Monday, December 15, 2008

Falling Through

Okay saw "Fred Claus", so funny, I loved it. Humor was good, not crude or dumb, so I give it a thumbs up! We also decorated the tree (FINALLY) tonight. Kat was not there, the lil bimbo (in our family this IS an endearment) booked a gig and was gone til almost 9:30. I will try to take some pics of my most fave ornaments, and some I made when I was little later. That could be it's own

I worked on a poem today. Yeah I am "morose, melancholy and morbid" as my Mom said. But when I write, I write.

Falling Through

I keep falling through the cracks
losing my view of the light
trapped in a world of nightmares
only I can't seem to wake up
I curl myself into a lone ball
rocking back and forth in mental pain
covering my ears from the taunts and insults
which is useless as they come from within
Why was it so easy for me to fall?

So easy to slip through the cracks of the sidewalk
I can hear the sounds of loved ones far in the distance
but the voices seem to echo all around me
making me turn in circles, unsure of the way to follow
the tears burn tracks of acid down my face
my heart being crushed by the weight of a thousand bricks
forcing the breath from the lungs, making it impossible to breathe
it grows colder the longer I am trapped down here
and I feel naked as my entire body shudders
I can't help but feel this is my fault
that I did something to anger a higher power
it is so lonely down here, alone with only my brain
alone with my thoughts, such a dangerous combination
the light from the cracks has grown so faint
seeming harder to reach, farther away
I need the warmth of the light on my face...
So why am I forever trapped in the dark?

Just kind of an expression of how I feel right now. If it can ever be expressed really into words.

15 meaningful meanderings:

Mother Goose said...

girl, you have some serious skillz! very visual and intense. Some deep emotions here.I'm glad that you liked and recommend fred claus.

Mina said...

Beautiful (if sad, yes) poetry. Glad you got your tree up. Glad you're sleeping too. And I LOVE those ABC cookie cutters. Awesome!

Annette said...

WE loved Fred Clause, It's sort of on the same level as elf. Or as my kids call it BUDDY. Very funny.

Very beautiful poem.

Deb said...

beautiful poem, wendy. i like morbid and morose!

Kristina P. said...

Hang in there, Wendy!

Donna said...

Wow, you really are a talented poet. I hope you feel better soon.

Lee said...

Wow, beautiful poem. Very beautiful.

And I'm glad you finally got the tree decorated. We did ours a few days ago, but one strand of lights shorted out. Blah.

Creative Artist Genius Girl said...

Tragically beautiful words! You are a natural poet Wendy! I think you have talent, keep writing m'dear!

On another note, hope that you aren't feeling too morose (though it is the 'artist's curse' sometimes) Chin up! Hope you're having a great holiday season!

Oh, and I haven't seen Fred Claus yet! My sis watched it on her plane ride home the other day, so with both of your recommendations I am definitely going to have to watch it! I am always in need of laughs!

in time out said...

you could have crawled in to my mind and read my thoughts. what a beautiful poem, and thank you for sharing. Although I am sad that you feel this way, i suppose that if i feel these thoughts too, i can send you a hug and love. hard to feel this way. you ♥

So said...

What a gift you have to be able to express yourself so vividly in writing.

I need to see Fred Claus

CaJoh said...

Being able to express yourself in verse is good therapy— it allows you to reflect and let it out.

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Anonymous said...

Fred is really cute! the movie I mean.

I love that the Lord has given us writing as an outlet! you are very talented.

Erin The Great said...

Was Fred Clause good? I haven't seen it. I need to though. I live Vince Vaughn... You think this would be enough incentive.

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