Enervated

Something’s under my skin
Afflicting my every breath 
I might lose this conflict
Maybe if I 
Open a window of new breezes
Rattling in my attenuate conscious 
So now I am 
Feverously irascible
At the only creator of myself
The path was lined with nails and pieces of glass
And I collect them along the way 
And spit them far from my heart
Because I’m run out of origin
I am standing in a puddle 
Nearly empty
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Gass Avatar
February 10, 2009 at 5:53 AM
A deeply emotion write. Vivid imagery and great lines. "The path was lined......pieces of glass" awesome. I can relate to the feelings in this. Great write, Laura! Love, Robin
Duhart Avatar
February 8, 2009 at 7:29 AM
An interesting write. I don't quite understand where you are coming from but Continue to share. thank you for commenting on my work also.
Strand Avatar
February 7, 2009 at 1:00 AM
Emotions feel your pen Laura in this write.Rgds Brian & thanks for your kind words
Jordan Avatar
February 6, 2009 at 5:31 PM
Laura - very reflective poem that is well written - I reckon we all can relate to the ending emotion - God Bless, MJ
Winter Avatar
February 6, 2009 at 4:40 PM
Seems like you have been through a bad experience. Interesting metaphors here in a poem filled with great depth. Hope all is well Laura. Love, Shar
Richards Avatar
February 6, 2009 at 2:50 PM
This has such a somber tone, a lot of darkness, deep from the soul. Well written, and a lot to absorb, to understand it's meaning. We all might decipher it in different ways. ~ Carrie
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February 6, 2009 at 12:38 PM
Much to think about here. The imagery works well. I've already read it a few times, trying to take it in. A lot of depth in this poem. Thank you for sharing it and for your kind comment. Have a good day. Karen
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