Don’t look too close

I am cracking up

Don’t look too close I am cracking up, my life’s blood spilling out like drink from a broken cup. Don’t come too close you may be consumed by my grief finally set free after years of seething underneath.

Don’t stare at me please my pain is catching the grief in my heart is carried on the breeze. You have seen me before, the woman at wheel of her car crying , the mother with her son in her arms all blooded and dying.

Don’t worry I will not invade your space the bombs will still drop and in my love’s blood I will wipe my face. Fear is contagious  do not look to close you may fall through the cracks in my face, I know you do not believe me you think I am outrageous.

Don’t shout at me I will not disappear you can slam your door, bar your windows but I will still be here. Like everything else in this  world I am cracking up and I shall still be looking at you, how ever many beers you can sup.

Don’t look too close I am cracking up, my life’s blood spilling out like drink from a broken cup. Don’t come too close you may be consumed by my grief finally set free after years of seething underneath.

13 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Bella
    Jan 06, 2012 @ 18:43:48

    I can completely relate to this: “Don’t look too close I am cracking up, my life’s blood spilling out like drink from a broken cup. Don’t come too close you may be consumed by my grief finally set free after years of seething underneath.”

    Beautifully put.

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    • willowdot21
      Jan 06, 2012 @ 19:03:01

      Thank you, sometimes the feelings we have just rush out and bang we have said what we are always thinking! I hope that things are good with you now. Thanks for your comments.

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  2. catcherofstars
    Jan 06, 2012 @ 19:41:54

    As Bella said, this is very relatable. It’s a strange feeling, the need to hide and confide and the fear of unleashing ourselves and facing the consequences.
    As always, your words inspire me! xxxx
    Andrea

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    • willowdot21
      Jan 06, 2012 @ 19:55:40

      I am glad I inspire you, that is what we are all here for to inspire each other. As to the words yes we all hide our feelings for as long as we can, then boom they burst like a damn!!

      Reply

  3. Vampire Weather
    Jan 09, 2012 @ 04:11:54

    Wow. This is powerful. Some parts of this I feel as though I could say myself, other parts unveil feelings and sensitivities that cause me to see others with new compassion and empathy. Beautifully done, my friend. I understand cracking up–I truly do 🙂

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  4. willofheart
    Jan 11, 2012 @ 05:43:14

    I am in tones of emotions after reading this, a very deep and powerful piece which I can relate to it…

    Reply

  5. zendictive
    Jan 11, 2012 @ 14:09:37

    contemplating the post…
    when I am troubled… I go for a walk and imagine that which bothers me falls off with every step, breathing in good clean air as the bad exhales from my body…(~_~)

    Reply

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  7. The Rider
    Jun 10, 2013 @ 08:40:37

    This is so beautiful- may I link to this in a blog about caring for women please?

    Reply

  8. willowdot21
    Jun 10, 2013 @ 13:46:10

    Hello, yes of course you may link this poem into your blog, you can link in any of my poems in if they help but I would like you to link them back to my blog which is what I think you mean to do.

    Reply

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