Buried Secrets

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Buried Secrets

Wake up alone
No sound but the tone
Of the alarm that I set
Going off on my phone
Open my eyes
Reinhabit the form
Emotions disguise
The skewed from the norm
Dark clouds of the mind
Roll in like a storm
Leaves me flooded with memory
That's tattered and torn
And I know that this process
Has something in store for me
So I cannot go lifeless
When there is so much more for me
The more that I fight this
Even more it takes over me
Trying to hide this
From so many close to me
Concealing these feelings
In my everyday dealings
Solitude is my witness
When I am revealing
My loss and my sadness
Felt hard from them stealing
My innocence, my choice
My power, my voice
Now it all floats around
In an unstable space
Snippets of memory
Harass me at length
Tidbits of sanity
Eluding my strength
Morsels of manipulation
Were fed to my mind
The throes of devastation
Caused me to go blind
To the truth that these assaults
Never were my fault
But I took those poisoned thoughts
And locked them tight up in the vault
Where they burrowed like mice
Sneaking out on their own
Some buried themselves deeper
Hoping never to be shown
And some jump in my face
Making themselves known
While others escape
And sleep deep in their holes
Is it safe to awaken
A memory that slumbers
Or will one unlock many
To overrun me in numbers?
And if I did stir
Those dredges of dread
What would occur
Within my head?
Afraid I may have to part
With my sanity momentarily
To rejuvenate my heart
And all this life holds for me

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nhorlandi commented on Buried Secrets

11-21-2009

I'm sure when you wrote this piece you were in deep thoughts absolutely not minding what was around you. Every line has been profoundly expressed. Well done...

Kallen commented on Buried Secrets

07-04-2009

Trocka7, I have now read a few of your poems. And there is something I like about them: otherworldly, transcendent , looking and/or feeling or needing something immanent - you are no strict materilaist (which is good). You have some insight and you find understanding appealing! Bravo! A bit of the tang of New Age in them also. A bit of the feeling of lostness. You would be very interesting to speak to via e-mail or IM. It is up to you but "I be" just as "you be"! trimble_keith@Yahoo.com. Kallen

organicchick commented on Buried Secrets

06-24-2009

Wow.........I really like this!! Great style. I like the four lines starting with "snippets of memory". Really good, thought provoking, which is what poetry is all about!!!!!

angel2380 commented on Buried Secrets

06-16-2009

still just as amzing as ever and very well and beautifully written, i wish you luck as you continue to write. Angel

Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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