Laura Breidenthal Poet Free verse

Is Anyone There

Surely your boredom has brought you here, 
It is no longer a necessity, this blathered relationship we share 
Your words are void of feeling—yes they make me want to scream,
Is anyone there? 
Truly, is anyone there?

You say you love me, and sometimes I believe you really do
But when I come to see you, your eyes are glazed
You are long dead, and still I grieve what you once were…
Now, you cry for me…
I apologize for your coldness, for your anger…
I have taken your pains and sorrows silently,
I have given all that I can…
What else do I need to do,
To reach you…

I am torn too, distant one
How could I tell you while you are bleeding so profusely? 

The psychology behind my feelings blow my mind
I sacrifice everything for you...
It is sick...because I cannot see what I need...
I feel myself sinking...
As I hold you up to the surface...drowning
Satisfied with your breaths...and observing my many deaths

I know you love me,
Though it gets harder and harder to believe
I am tired of apologizing for you, covering your scars
Together, we can heal them
Just promise you will stop disappearing

I have enough absent hearts in my life….

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Debbie Duncan April 21, 2017 at 5:37 PM Very well written. I have written a few on a relationship. Shattered Dreaming, I call Her Name, Life After Love :)

Stephen Kilmer May 23, 2015 at 3:32 AM This feels like a life vest. You are keeping love from drowning in it's own lousy way. And that way is no good. Your writing cuts me to the bone. ~Kilmer

Wally Flint May 11, 2015 at 9:57 PM "As I hold you up to the surface...drowning Satisfied with your breaths...and observing my many deaths". What a terrible feeling but I have felt that way many times. You can't keep doing this Laura! It will kill you. A nicely written poem. Laura Breidenthal May 12, 2015 at 12:39 AM Thanks Wally! I appreciate you stopping by and reading... ~Laura

Richard Lamoureux April 30, 2015 at 8:13 AM Thanks for commenting on my poem. I have made a few changes to it this morning. I wasn't quite satisfied with it.

Justin Bordner April 30, 2015 at 2:12 AM There are moments in love when we injure our own heart to strengthen another's...an imbalance of growth ensues in which we ask ourselves, is my sacrafice too great, can we share the same heartbeat...this poem illustrates this conundrum with a steadfast weariness, along with passionate candor. You have reached a threshold of compromise that demands dividends. "I have enough absent hearts in my life..." this poetry is sincere Laura...J.A.B. Laura Breidenthal April 30, 2015 at 3:24 AM Thanks, Justin. There is a deep and painful frustration when the other does not pick up on such strong emotions and pleas tugging tears, and instead they disappear from themselves, others and all of reality, not wanting to face such feelings or acknowledge them, or perhaps just needing to focus on outside matters and tasks... Yes, an imbalance of growth indeed...a lack of communication and even trust... ~Laura

Richard Lamoureux April 29, 2015 at 7:49 AM Your poem brought up emotions in me and inspired my latest poem. Laura Breidenthal April 29, 2015 at 11:28 PM I've read it! It is fantastic, Richard. I will comment on it soon. <3 ~Laura

Jack Ellison April 28, 2015 at 4:23 PM Aw... you've touched my soul dearest Laura! What a sad but beautifully written poem... I'm with you, sweet lady!!! This old duffer sends you a ton of love, Jack xoxox Laura Breidenthal April 28, 2015 at 10:19 PM Thank you for being here for me Jack. <3<3 <3 ~Laura

Tim Ryerson April 28, 2015 at 1:03 PM Stunning, compelling and irresistible all rolled into one. The last line is the best line although that's a hard choice! My advise is not worth a plug nickel but if I were you, I'd get out and tell him why... Laura Breidenthal April 28, 2015 at 10:18 PM Hello Tim, and thanks for the feedback. No communication as of now, though I am hoping our friendship will grow once we've acknowledged each others' feelings...sometimes getting out is the only option...I certainly hope it doesn't come to that. Though if it must, it must. ~Laura

Maurice Yvonne April 28, 2015 at 11:22 AM A sad but beautifully written poem Laura. I hope their will be resolve soon. My heart is with you. Laura Breidenthal April 28, 2015 at 10:17 PM Thank you so much, Maurice. Sometimes we have to let people be themselves, even if they have changed dramatically. ~Laura

Richard Lamoureux April 28, 2015 at 7:28 AM Sometimes people are in such pain that we can not be enough to fill the missing parts. It breaks our hearts trying! This is a sad one Laura. Laura Breidenthal April 28, 2015 at 10:16 PM Very true Richard. Thanks for the feedback. There is still hope in these bleeding lines..~Laura

Kp Nunez April 27, 2015 at 5:44 AM Oh my, Laura. I am breathless by the time I reached the last line...with not a few pinpricks in my heart. I feel your lines. They grabbed and gripped, and wrung. "The psychology of my feelings blow my mind"..."Satisfied with your breaths...and observing my many deaths"...where do you get such word combines to express what you feel is beyond me. This is talent and feelings and emotions expressed from the inmost part of one's soul. You are very much appreciated, dear one! A 7. HUGS! Kim :) Laura Breidenthal April 28, 2015 at 2:53 AM You chose the line pumping the heartbeat of this poem, Kim. Thanks so much for your feedback and for your kindness. ~Laura

Honestly J.T. April 27, 2015 at 2:24 AM Maybe friendship is better. Good poem -J.T. Laura Breidenthal April 27, 2015 at 5:31 AM This poem speaks of a strained relationship where action does not justify promised words... love is present, though pain and suffering layer the person from truly showing that love that once shown easier. It is a frustrating relationship, it is a friendship actually - and it is a difficult one. Thank you for visiting my poetry and leaving kind comments J.T. <3 ~Laura