Bloodletting

Sometimes I want to bury myself,
deep into the ground.
No room for breathing,
no strength for sound.

I lay my shame by your hand,
straining in my silence.
The ashes that spring from my fingers,
will never be enough.

Sometimes I want to move,
far from your line of vision.
And lower this legacy –
back into the sand.

You have created distance,
with your hollow nothing.
You have broken shapes,
with the blessings –
you refuse to create.

Sometimes I want to let go,
my war is my cross,
and I feel so alone.

I am wounded.
Broken wings and empty words.
Often without redemption.
With my bloodletting —
still screaming and un-heard.

 

 

Picture By: AtomicWinterSun

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30 comments

  1. *blinks* Ok, the picture certainly drew me in first…what a curious bit of abstract there. Beautifully rendered, too. *shakes head* But focusing now. As to the poem, a feeling I have known and can empathize with well. The darkness and the pain is carefully crafted, the emotion of loss gripping in its execution.
    “Sometimes I want to let go,
    my war is my cross,
    and I feel so alone.” Of all the stanzas, I would say that one struck me most. Well writ as ever, Jess.

    1. I know, cool picture. When I saw it, it just felt right. Thank you for stopping by and reading my dear. πŸ™‚

  2. I love this stanza: “Sometimes I want to let go, / my war is my cross, / and I feel so alone.”
    That’s good…simply terrific.

    1. Thanks sweetie. I tend to write a lot of ouch, you should read my book. Although then you might wonder what the heck is wrong with me! Happy you stopped by. πŸ™‚

  3. yes sometime in hiding out in the ground
    Unable to be found
    Would bring peace and quite
    To all this crap saying buy it
    Your imagery as some before
    Is very vivid here at your shore

    1. Yeah, this is a bit depressing πŸ™ Thank you so much for reading and enjoying it none the less. πŸ™‚

  4. Very powerful words..
    Sadness streaming from each word! Did I hear some yearning too?
    If it’s love- alas! That’s how it goes..
    Very well captured!
    Many hugs xxx

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