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Limit Line

That limit that line that determines defines Harder than ever to motivate the inside to find The light that once was and searching to still remain My secret my heart felt love of inner flame Warming me ever so softly from within Tempting against all odds to never leave again Tearing apart the walls that hold me back Still terrified of where my mind has been left at Nothing ever seemed more clear more sane Than to go for what lead me at first Which was my name My limit pushed past the breaking point and peak To never ever dare to speak of the reaping of seeds Where the lines have been crossed continuous repeat Over and over leaving unanswered questions behind Not going forth to take a leap Where the lines that limit stay to refine Producing nothing worthwhile I must give in What is the point at which I should continue on? When there is no thing left after so much has been taken from Gone to those who think they are best Does anyone even see where this world has been lead!! I do I see this limit the line The leftovers at which no thing for me is fine Since there is no love that I seek except divine

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Date: 11/12/2017 12:17:00 PM
Really like this poem Kris. The way you speak of the personal struggle and then the universal at the end very nice. Thanks for sharing................peace!
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Kristina Whitmore
Date: 11/12/2017 1:17:00 PM
Thanks Rich for stopping by to comment. The day I wrote this one I was in a mood and just expressed myself in a different way. Glad you took notice of the end! Have a great day!
Date: 11/10/2017 2:28:00 PM
I hope you are better today...
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Date: 11/10/2017 6:26:00 AM
We make mistakes in life, but we learn.. we move on an we develop as people.. This is a deep poem about your journey.. I didn't understand the penultimate line, is that a grammar mistake?
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Kristina Whitmore
Date: 11/10/2017 11:24:00 AM
I was having a difficult time last night. There is much to put in words I would rather sit and think about anything other than upset times. I prefer when my mood is good so my poems are more positive.

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