everything you did, your way of living
i yearned to learn, to become your equal
you moved in a way that comforted my heart,
and awakened my core
your floating lantern i kept close in the underworld
clearing away the fog,
uncovering delicate memories of who i once was
the sight of death,
and the piles of wilted life i stepped over,
i walked over with ignorance,
following your lantern with its warmth and light in my sight
caught off guard by illusions you displayed as light’s shadows,
i changed my course, your perception of me had vanished,
along with the faith i had in myself to continue my journey
and now i’m scared to move,
and i’m scared to speak,
you’ve taken my core,
i fear that we’re no longer in sync.
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I i rather enjoyed this
I especially loved your choices of word
I believe correct me if i’m wrong.
believe that this poem is about
a person trying to glide through the
grey grasses of grief.
while is still constantly haunted by
his lingering past.
hi edward
thank you so much!
that is a very interesting way of looking at it. honestly its a better interpretation than what i wrote it to be. it's about me giving someone enough power to guide me through what seems like my bad reality and trying to feel everything theyre feeling, seeing everything in their perspective because i felt like they understood me and could guide me out of my 'hell hole'. but with time, my past catches up to me, old thought patterns resurface, and im left confused, with feelings of paranoia growing stronger. i end up drifting away from their 'light' in defense, but i end up getting feeling more disoriented than before because im still holding onto the idea that they can save me.
i really like your interpretation though.
Your light...
is shining, what about mine? I see from your explanation, that you are not confident enough in yourself to retain your own identity. You make it abundantly clear that even after breaking off the relationship, that you are not sure. I feel the angst and the overall emotion. You did well in portraying this. Welcome to Neopoet, a very good start! Geezer.
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