….be still, be quiet,
deafening noise in the silence…
….head spinning, heart racing
anxiety is restlessly pacing…
….I’m confused, I’m conflicted
in love, I’ve been convicted…
….no hurt, no pain
for you I show refrain…
….too late, for debate
my words—hesitate, inevitable
fate…
….sinking fear, falling tear
to never have you near…
….just you and me
never meant to be…
…no joy, no laughter
unhappily ever after…
A fast depreciating currency,
Pity arousing like an emergency
His low earning not an excuse
For a now irritating celibacy
And choice of a lifelong recluse,
Whose quitting ought to have been with immediacy!
In closely knit societies the first outlaw,
Easily emerging the night’s gossip served raw;
In every ranking the lowly esteemed
To take up the rear among the fondly dreamed,
Be he a scholar or a voice,
A guidance counselor or one whom children rejoice:
What the hell has been stopping him from the Holy Sacrament,
If he has in a wife’ foreseen an Ornament.
Always outdoor activities shunning
But in the nocturnal hours shining,
If not among his likes the Unhappily Married,
Who when not bemoaning their marriage, already buried
Are enjoying his clever bachelorhood
And mistake avoiding manhood!
the unhappy understanding understands unhappily
8/16/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020 ©
I have loved you since I was young.
You were it for me and I didn't crave
another.
I was on cloud nine that you were my
lover.
But as the years went by you grew
distant.
You didn't look at me the same,
You didn't touch me the same,
You didn't hold me the same,
When you said you didn't want to be
with me any longer,
It was like someone punched me in
the stomach real hard.
I thought we would be together forever.
You were my fairytale my happily ever after.
I loved you with my entire being……..
But for some reason that wasn't enough,
Because you still left me……..
Contest: Sometimes Love Is Not Enough
Sponsor: Silent One
09/08/2019
Sandra believed in Snow White, and Rapunzel, and Sleeping Beauty.
She waited for her prince for sixty years or more; men came along, but they never met her criteria.
They could not.
Although three really tried.
Not handsome enough.
Not powerful enough.
Did not have a horse.
Sandra spent her lifetime, dreaming of her prince.
She pictured him in her mind when young, and she danced with him, in her mind.
She lived her whole life, in her mind.
When she got older, her relatives gave up.
They had tried to help Sandra empower herself,
But her Cinderella Complex always won out in the end.
She wanted to be idolized,
Revered, admired, petted,
But mostly saved.
She died alone,
The one thing
She had not
Planned
In her
Happily-ever-after.
So confused----nothing feels right but wrong
All I've dealt with for so long
Has blurred in with every sad thing else there is to see
I don't know what to do....
I'm at a loss for everything
including you
Long, long ago
I thought you made me for one
Now others knock at heart's door........
They will go unanswered
Alone in the cold of the dark
With all their own little broken hearts
They wait for what will never be; to hold my hand and be with me
And their burdens too are more than I can bear
One sweet face
Is blood stain painted into my soul
His addictive voice
Resonates throughout my core
I hear him crying
I hear him screaming
I see him falling
With him I'll always be crying
Hoarsely, wretchedly screaming
Reaching out into the dark for him
but feeling nothing
This pain will never fit inside
The grief has grown too much for me to hide
Mourning for the dreams in me that died
Anguish for a man who's dead to me
but still alive
One big happy carnival of sorrow
That love will never fix
Nor will tomorrow
Mindless, mutilated hearts
Condemned to crimson drench the earth
wherever we stagger
Miserably alone....
Unhappily ever after.
My heart and I begin.."the fight"..
As the day, exchanges with the night.
The heart you left behind to heal..
Tries to keep going but, yet still feels.
Reality and confusion, have taken its toll..
As I still ponder, on the vows you have sold.
Stalling time, with each turn of the hour glass..
Will not stop the hurt, as time continues to pass.
Questions with answers, and the deciding factors..
Is only leading is way up to, the unhappily ever after.
You make me see
How unhappily
I am living
Being
Who you want me to be
I look at myself
And cry out for help
For fear of my existence
For fear of my presence
Now I see
Why they're away from me
It makes sense
Now I'm even more tense
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