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Array ( [sid] => 184317 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Binds That Tie Me [time] => 2017-07-10 18:29:20 [hometext] => [bodytext] => You make me feel like second best
The unwanted guest
who you just don/'/t have the heart
to tell to vacate the premises.

I feel like an empty well
in a pit of hell
The one who your secrets
you/'/d never tell.
I/'/m the scent, the aroma
you can no longer bear to smell.

I feel like a lost child
lost in a crowd of laughing,
lying faces gone wild.
No kindness in those blue eyes,
no more compassion for me in that smile...
Am I on trial?

I feel like a fish out of water,
gasping for air on this hard concrete
and mortar.
Out of my element, everything no longer
in proper place or order.

I feel like the baby bird that/'/s
tumbled from the safety of its nest.
Lying here helpless, exposed to scavengers
and the rest. Hoping to be rescued,
hoping for the best.

Feeling like I have no safe place,
no home...
Feeling agoraphobic, sheltered
and alone.
Can/'/t trust myself, can hardly see.
Images become fractured...
my mind is never free. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 65 [informant] => deadheadpoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
The Binds That Tie Me

Contributed by deadheadpoet on Monday, 10th July 2017 @ 06:29:20 PM in AEST
Topic: toughstuff



You make me feel like second best
The unwanted guest
who you just don/'/t have the heart
to tell to vacate the premises.

I feel like an empty well
in a pit of hell
The one who your secrets
you/'/d never tell.
I/'/m the scent, the aroma
you can no longer bear to smell.

I feel like a lost child
lost in a crowd of laughing,
lying faces gone wild.
No kindness in those blue eyes,
no more compassion for me in that smile...
Am I on trial?

I feel like a fish out of water,
gasping for air on this hard concrete
and mortar.
Out of my element, everything no longer
in proper place or order.

I feel like the baby bird that/'/s
tumbled from the safety of its nest.
Lying here helpless, exposed to scavengers
and the rest. Hoping to be rescued,
hoping for the best.

Feeling like I have no safe place,
no home...
Feeling agoraphobic, sheltered
and alone.
Can/'/t trust myself, can hardly see.
Images become fractured...
my mind is never free.




Copyright © deadheadpoet ... [ 2017-07-10 18:29:20]
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Re: The Binds That Tie Me (User Rating: 1 )
by Kane on Thursday, 13th July 2017 @ 05:17:46 PM AEST
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I enjoyed the read, well done.

Kane


Re: The Binds That Tie Me (User Rating: 1 )
by FireStarter on Saturday, 15th July 2017 @ 02:34:42 AM AEST
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Amazing write! Nothing is free in life it seems


Re: The Binds That Tie Me (User Rating: 1 )
by FireStarter on Saturday, 15th July 2017 @ 02:34:49 AM AEST
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Amazing write! Nothing is free in life it seems


Re: The Binds That Tie Me (User Rating: 1 )
by MoonlitAngel on Monday, 17th July 2017 @ 01:29:50 PM AEST
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I relate to this, I felt similarly in a relationship I finally ended recently. I hope you can find a way to rise above and feel good again.

that aside, I love the imagery you use throughout, the word that comes to mind is visceral. well done.


Re: The Binds That Tie Me (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Tuesday, 18th July 2017 @ 09:47:08 AM AEST
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It is hard to be not clearly let go
we hang on
though we know we should move on




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