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Urge

The urge to real-ease empties and dulls
Lights in a ram-parted brain flicker on and off
Water flows down a familiar trail down the face
As the shades of gray under the eyes darken
Those sad, tired bags…ridiculed by the winds
Sagging as more rubbish is seen, felt and heard-
Through the always open pane…
A darkness like none other felt pervades so near
But never quite touches the core 
It tingles the senses with malignant reservation
As thoughts melt in self-abhorrence
Crawling so pitifully into the ears of mechanical beholders
Cloudy skies that look down upon
But never rain
Worlds destroyed—hearts tightened to drain
Inhalation is shuddery as sobs retain
Mountains of energy on degrading alone
No one should feel this sickening despair
But it is the very self—it permeates the very air
Tumultuous tempests cry out some unexpressed woe
Coldness traces its masterpiece from head to toe
Emptiness dwells like sin within the most overlooked crevice 
And terrorizes the last dust of hope dwelling inside
Bottled up and sent away far
The mind flees to happier days where sunsets set for fear of panicked night
Then to dreams—fantasies—nightmares—–nothing…
 As we lose who we are…

I have felt the sting of grimace skewer my very bones
And they still rattle from the impact

No one can take this solitude away
No one shall get close enough to kill my heir

You will never feel the sting of grimace skewer your very bones
But you will rattle like a skeleton on strings
And the impact—the darkest urge
Shall mute the cheers
And welcome self-jeers

An heir bequeathed
By the dullest…emptiest
Urge

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  1. Date: 8/30/2014 7:22:00 PM
    An urge to seal the heart, to crush the care for survival. The terrible urge to surrender to self sacrafice of despair's cold glory. Even in your deepest shade of gray your passion is too beautiful to perish Laura. There are so many brilliantly novel metaphors in this stormy poem, " You will never feel the sting of grimace skewer your very bones...Coldness traces it's masterpiece from head to toe..." sometimes pain tastes better in solitude. An extraordinarily bold write Laura...J.A.B.

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    Date: 8/30/2014 10:03:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


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    Date: 8/30/2014 9:27:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Hey you! Thanks Justin, for delving into this one. You are surely not one of those "mechanical holders"... you truly understand... and your understanding is beyond thanks. ~Laura
  1. Date: 4/22/2014 4:40:00 AM
    You must be very proud after realizing you have constructed this mammoth of a piece.

  1. Date: 12/3/2013 6:48:00 AM
    by the way, I wanted to say how nice it was to hear from you again. Yes, it's been a while, hasn't it?

  1. Date: 12/3/2013 6:47:00 AM
    a kind of madness and sadness described here. One that I would not wish for anyone to endure.

  1. Date: 11/24/2013 5:15:00 PM
    Ah my beautiful Laura, you describe depression so well. That at least is how I read this work of art. It touches my soul. Thanks. ~Kilmer

  1. Date: 11/20/2013 12:23:00 PM
    Life is full of trial and tribulations which can exhaust hope. I live within walls of skepticism also. Self preservation is the key! I love what you do with words!

  1. Date: 11/19/2013 7:26:00 PM
    You have explained so much in this write it left me in a fever trying to catch everything you were trying to say. but it is a great write sad though but well done. and I'm glad you enjoyed big blue cheri

  1. Date: 11/19/2013 7:25:00 PM
    You have explained so much in this write it left me in a fever trying to catch everything you were trying to say. but it is a great write sad though but well done. and I'm glad you enjoyed big blue cheri

  1. Date: 11/16/2013 5:29:00 AM
    This is serious writing, Laura. Admirably philosophical and deep, with accurate descriptions and half lit scenery. Two thumbs up and a seven. :) Congrats! G.

  1. Date: 11/15/2013 6:37:00 PM
    Very sad and spooky, full of emotion, thank you for sharing this with me I enjoy reading it. and thanks for your comments on my poems also. cheri

  1. Date: 11/15/2013 7:40:00 AM
    My 1st read on an early California Friday morning. Hell yeah. The urge to break free, the urge to longer have those kinds of urges and just simply BE at peace, beyond the madness. The story told here was deeply atmospheric. Fantastic.