Hopeless

How often will I turn my head reaching for your voice bidding my feet to walk away (as if I had a choice)? How long will I eat thunder -- like I'm squirreling from the law-- guilty and disgusted throat scalded raspy raw? How many nights will my hand shake clutching a new-cut key-- opening a deadbolt door that now is home to me? How long will I be tethered to a life without a chance? You are calm and ruthless and this heartbreak's just a dance! I don’t know why I’'m back again-- can't fight off love's attack-- Your eyes burn like blue blazes And there is no turning back. V. Anderson-Throop 2015© Valdez, Alaska USA

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Darlene Gifford

Date: 5/18/2015 10:32:00 AM

Good morning Victoria, I just finished reading your poem (Banging) and went on to read this one. It is a tragic mystery why we love the ones that we are not compatible with. I liked your line, "as if we had a choice." I think your poem will connect with many women. Thanks for reading my poem. I notice you have not posted anything in months. Are you ok? Blessings, Darlene

Victoria Anderson-Throop
Date: 5/23/2015 5:01:00 AM

Darlene, Thanks for taking the time to read my work. You are the first person to inquire after me. No, I have not been well. I have been battling depression and PTSD for many years--for 20 years I didn't write a sentence--then I took up my pen, but every day is a struggle. Victoria