Well, I Do
I Still Feel The Spark, Flickering
**
My body fights so hard to live
although my mind has called it quits
Gradually shutting down organs
declaring it's braindead
Caught in a loop of suffering
craving fun, romance and love
But, I'm stuck here, barely buffering
feeling unworthy of
***
That powerful connection
that they told us to dream of
I'm so caught up in perceptions
of what classifies as love
Claiming that rainbow at the storms end
when we deserve the bluest skies
Someone tell me what is all this for
help me to fight my own demise
***
They say, healing comes in layers
a constant spiral of the mind
And we're all unwilling players
choosing to believe their lies
That the mind's become a warzone
we're struggling to see through the illusion
It's time to reveal the unknown
clearing up this false confusion
***
Tell me, when the lights go out
have you forgotten how to shine
Have we gone so long without it
we no longer recognize the signs
When did we give up on the notion
we are worthy to belong
Not just random raindrops in the ocean
or clever lyrics in a song
***
What will it take to stop this pattern
what will it take to ease the mind
Who's gonna stand, holding the lantern
who's here to save another life
I want to stand here in the gap
I want to brave the stormy sea
I want to locate every trap
so you know, you're worth it all, to me
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (6)
What if the light that goes out was never light to begin with? (Asking for a friend.)
Well-wrought! Love exists independent of any interaction, I've found, and when we tend to the inner light, we reflect it out again with greater clarity. Healing, though, certainly takes time.
Dahhlin~k-i...You know silly me; back to the sparklers. OftenTimes, even without intent, you always pop out the memories within me. My Twin (he was/is the Alpha) and I on the 4th were allowed to do sparklers and the amazing curly-smelly snake; remember those with the black smoke wafting, lifting to the sky, from the sidewalk. But, they left such a mark on Dad's gorgeous brick sidewalk that we were scrubbing it off for hours, but so worth the experience! - bff.j.in.l.a.
So good, Kelli, so good
This is a poem to be remembered no matter who you are and what we all feel at periods in our lives. Good job.
This hit hard. 'When did we give up on the notion/ we are worthy to belong' I no longer remember. Such a strong ending to this emotional piece.