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where and when I reached the end

by Vere Mantratriad

stand on guard with needle and thread
still some things you're just not meant to mend
I used to think I was just starting
now I realize I'm at the end

I remember when we couldn't miss
now I'm further away than I've ever been
I could try to hold on to this
but it's all becoming so redundant

once you scratch away the surface
there's very little left beneath
I think you'll find I'm all mouth
with very few teeth

so much of what I built around me
I must have borrowed from you
carve out and toss away the debris
then you'll see what I mean

there are no pieces left to fit
so I'll take away the rest of it
now nothing's left above or below

oh god, where did I go?

05/17/2005

Author's Note: repost 05/17/05

Posted on 06/14/2006
Copyright © 2025 Vere Mantratriad

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Christel Crews on 06/19/06 at 03:09 AM

i've felt this way, left feeling hollow and empty.. maybe one day, we'll be filled again.. with something other than rotted-out emotions

Posted by Junemarie Roldan on 07/03/06 at 07:37 AM

Lori is 100% right. You are right here, because you're a fighter, you're a survivor, and you're a beautiful person inside and out. Your courage gives me courage. A gift not to be taken lightly. Oh and I almost forgot, one hell of a poet.

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