A Life Unrepressed
A Life Unrepressed
Lighting surges through a war of
disrespectful words, tears
descending, wet. In times of
uncertainty, an unknown sadness
is out of control, a smile, a gesture;
or fear clings to a receptive body.
Words may not bring rest or smiles,
the soul deep within knows.
There is no one that can unlock the
heart, nothing that can be said or felt.
Thoughts, do not reveal or conceal,
disguise the lack of sympathy, place
blame and criticize. Alienate the
voice, if only for one moment feel free.
Fate, possession, strife, and life.
The genuine self, forced to obey,
despite and un-regarded life blind
to the hurt of others will embed hate
eternally. The knowledge of life fire
and force, walking down a rough path;
deep pain. No spirit, hate has the
power to control, nameless feelings
that have conceded to a life unrepressed.
Speak and act so no one will know
hidden damage floating down to the
soul. The hidden self, inward strife and
following demands; in return, a thousand
nothings, all-miraculously give power.
Hide in the depths of the soul; echo
speaks of pain. Lackluster eyes stare,
glare, and the words unspoken deafening
creating fear.
A bolt of tones, frightening, is piercing
ears. No feeling stirs, the heart laid plain,
unaware of a life winding down, no
meadows of flowers, no sun, no breeze,
and the madness is elusive to all. No
feeling, no respite. In quietness, the war
of mocking words; the tears, the sadness.
The thoughts of the sea, the crashing
waves; soul and spirit sinking within its
wet madness and always stay, stay, and
stay.
Too late, love revealed itself in death,
and the heart has nothing to say. Living
and moving in disguises, alien, until the
end. Life had nothing to possess, strife,
identity. Blind, uncertainty, life no fire or
restlessness, a thirst for the mystery of it
all, nameless feelings lived in vain. The l
oss, the heart lay open for all to see, the
hurt hidden twisted among the rubble of
pain. Yet, after all that, there is tomorrow.
©2021.elizabethannjohnsonmurphree
Copyright © Elizabeth Murphree | Year Posted 2021
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