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Touch Me

"Touch Myself"

I can't seem to find her
The reminder of yesterday
I shut my eyes for a few seconds
Only there, can I reach to bear upon her face
The moment I open my eyes
The earth opens and she disappears
Every now and then
Darkness takes form around the blank wall
It brings out a long lost silhouette.
-I inhale a small desire, 
reaching and tracing every line left behind.

I Just can't seem to reach her
The girl drowning deep inside
I turn around to look and feel no one by my side
It's been long since she slowly faded away
I gaze into the mirror and miss her every day
For one second past,
I swear she was there.

Lately, I can't seem to find her
That girl I was before
Empty feelings continue to lounge about
Rejecting yesterday away.
-Honestly, I don't know why I bother,
holding on to somebody that is no longer there?



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  1. Date: 1/31/2015 11:39:00 PM

    This is a very powerful piece that delves deeply into inner awareness. One day soon you will find her looking back at you and all the loveliness you have become!#7
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 9:14:00 PM

    I thought of a woman, a woman, whom had no worthy of being known. She then appeared, in the image of whom she was known as.
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 8:29:00 PM

    Linda I wrote something special for you, the mirror world I just posted it, enjoy dear friend, cheri
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 6:48:00 PM

    Honestly, I don't know either. When the girl writing this poem is profoundly beautiful. May your own peace guide you through your day Linda. Peace. :)
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 6:45:00 PM

    It's been hard just to keep up with the poetry soup, I've been torn between three worlds it's feels like sometimes, work, home, and poetry soup. i'm getting burned out at work, phyically and mentally. But I'll make it through the fire, as long as I keep my cool, I've got a firery temper that the INDIAN in me, lol well enough on me just had to vent, take care girl and have a great night, by the way I still belive in the magic thaT i know as my linda exsists, cheri
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 6:39:00 PM

    Dear Linda, I've not been on lately because i have been working the early shifts at work, at least for one more week, so this week is my last. Two people will be out for this last week. I don't get home until after 5 o'clock and I get up at five in the morning. i've been doing this for two weeks now and my leg and foot are killing me. I took today off and played hooky I had two I was so tired and the boys my son and hubby needed me to do stuff with them, cheri
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 6:31:00 PM

    Linda she is their and when you are ready she'll reappear, just wait and see, my dearest friend from long ago, the one I wrote echoes of houston for is in their, and she is a powerful force of poetic voice that will sing loud and proud once more very soon, and I'll be here waiting, cheering for my soul sister of the poetic heart always, cheri and I appricate your comments on my valentines by the way Happy Valentines to you dear friend, remember f]f means just that forever, cheri
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 4:23:00 PM

    The first step to finding "her" again, is by sharing the loss. Which is what you are doing, ..and small steps will help "her" find her way back with love and encouragement from others who have experienced the same feelings. A touching piece, PD.....and it touches me deeply. :)
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 2:55:00 PM

    This is expressive and touching. I am sure that many of us can relate to what you have written. We yearn to live the carefree life of our youth, but we have to accept that we're moving on, evolving along the way. Having children brings responsibilities and problems that never existed before; our attitudes change; our outlook on life is more mature. Acceptance and faith in life are necessary. All the best. hugs // paul
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 2:09:00 PM

    I agree with your sis cent percent. You are really that. It's a very deep nice heartfelt poem where every words saying as alive with real passion in your beautiful rhythmic big heart. You are genius of nice heart and a very powerful artist, you know how to adorn the exact self feeling in to words and synthesize them with a nice poem. Yes, it's you nice touch. I am stopping by...... here. My favorite poem too. Loved always, my *friend,bl
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 12:05:00 PM

    Hello my dear poetic friend.. ;)...Your write here Linda is filled with sullen introspection. I pray that it was simply a whimsical muse to infatuate your fans with your write. It worked with me...I'm sure you note this with my terse thesis in loving regard 'Touch Me'. There are some souls (more than a few, sad to say) who insist that onece their wrinkled organ encapsulating their soul has lost its shimmering youth, life no longer has so untrue :) Blessings today....much love,james
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 11:55:00 AM

    Hello my ever dearest poet sis and best friend! A very touching and heartfelt poem you’ve penned. That girl (sis, friend, mom, very talented poet, etc)who is so so dear, so precious, so beautiful , so loving, so caring, most supportive, most wonderful still there. Not just a touch for her but she deserves to receive the warmest hugs from You and Me. God loves you so much and so do I and We: Always and 4ever here! Kudos & my biggest lovely hugs! Miss u much! <3lots sis-BFF, Leonora
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 11:19:00 AM

    Dear Linda, please check out my poem of dearly this morning, it is in response to this poem, I hope I did your feelings justice, I don't think you'll have any trouble finding it, we're in the same zone, love ya xxx
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 8:49:00 AM

    I wonder if the caterpillar also has an identity crisis as it becomes a butterfly. You are in a state of Metamorphisis and that struggling is painful. From the pain beauty is birthed. You are in a state of becoming. As a woman of faith you are never alone but God must allow your struggle so that your wings become strong.
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 8:19:00 AM

    Oh yes, she is always there, asking questions, criticizing, complaining, crying and laughing with you! You may not see her but she sees you for she has been incorporated into your being, your soul, your everything! She was there before you, whatever you have become is her evolution therefore do not reject her but embrace her, give her credit for your achievements for your becoming what you are, dear Linda, thus stronger and happier you would be, you both would be! Long time didn't see!
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 6:08:00 AM

    As we grow, get older, our role in life becomes altered, things change, we change, the traits we have still remain, our heart, our passion, our addictive personality. It is now directed to different things, unfamiliar things...we are still the same person but our surroundings have changed..make sure they change for the good...hugs Tim
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 5:52:00 AM

    That is a stark realization isn't it..Where did the youthful, hopeful, and full energy young woman go?..Where did the young mother unsure of herself but in love with her child disappear?..Along the way she became a more mature person who still contains those parts of herself somewhere..I enjoyed this one because it so is what happens to everyone well almost everyone..Thanks for the visits to my page..Sara
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 5:08:00 AM

    I beg to differ dear lady, this poem touched my heart in deep places, yes, she is still there, that little girl that you once knew, she is waiting for her heroine "YOU" to face her face to face and tell her, "Look at me, I'm you, isn't it wonderful" with all your broken bits dear heart, you're still the most magnificent whole I've ever had the honor of meeting, you are so dear, did you know that? Love xxx
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 4:28:00 AM

    Hi Linda, Why do you keep looking for the old you? ? I happen to touch the same same you here, lovely,lovable and loving. Hope you feel it. Btw thnx for stopping by.
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 3:48:00 AM

    By the way...this poem shows all of brave poets what it means to be honest, to be brave, to see our hearts...great poem of what it means to survive my Sphinx...J.A.B.
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 3:44:00 AM

    That beautiful, bright and jovial girl hasn't gone from you Linda...she built your heart...she made you the most beautiful woman in the whole damn world, then, and now...a woman to die for, to fight for, to love for...don't miss her, for she is alive, in your vital places, heart and soul mostly...continue to be her...continue to be the most beautiful woman in the whole damn world Linda...Justin
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 3:01:00 AM

    We all seem to lose a bit of what we were along the way. So beautifully captured in this poem. I loved it! :)
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 2:45:00 AM

    Linda, the proverbial phoenix from out of the ashes must be the one who's there now...stronger, wiser, more solemn, but still is able to enjoy life and what it brings...Such incredible artistry in every line...You are a blessing! Kim;)
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 2:32:00 AM

    A beautiful write from your magical pen !!. Best Wishes, Ligella
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 1:21:00 AM

    Beauty surrounds you in every word you say and do. Just be happy and feel like you are a great big inspiration to many of us on this beautiful domain which you shall reign. I feel like you have immensely touched every heart and soul on poetrysoup's site. Sending you whispers of angel kisses dear poet PD. Take care and God Bless! Love Eve
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 12:48:00 AM

    You are a beautiful poet PD... A courageously beautiful poet. Enjoyed this write. Keep writing :)
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 12:38:00 AM

    Hey, the new me seems to be okay. I THINK, I like thinking on a more mature level. LOL :) Anyways, I'm not as outgoing as I was. Somehow I grew out of a lot of stuff!!!!!! I miss the old me. This one will do for now. Stop by and touch a tiny line of my silhouette. LOVE LINDA