“distance” by: EDNAMYC alas; the looking glass, in time, reveals... that in which I truly feel will spill like a dropped glass of water; rain... the anguish subsides. my frame of mind defines the toll that it has taken; stench as wretched as that of burnt bacon; mistaken identities; instances when enemies befriended me; pretended to be... pretended to have the consistency of a solid; yes; but the deep freeze of ice sat on my right shoulder; behold the revelation... thoughts weigh as heavily as boulders; possess the wisdom of one who’s older... [told ya] gambled like that of a high-roller folded; lie after lie becomes molded. disease infested; decongested... excess baggage divested. distance. alas; I thought it was I in whom you sought to hold, the secrets of your emotions and the key to your soul. your words, dressed in fear, pierced my ears. days seem like years; so many tears. forsaking peers to associate with isolation; hesitation forbids me to release the tension... retention of beliefs hung heavily; telling myself stories; no more glory... forced to keep my resistance; distance. alas; the contrast that I feel remains... sometimes almost blind to the pain that I feel inside. residing with the rest of the misfits that seem to be acquitted; key words omitted; lights dimly lit. my philosophy remains... just as two like poles repel with persistence; distance. cymande coburn...1998 3/16/98
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem as a reminder of the pain that relationships can cause. I've been in situations where relationships and/or friendships have ended because of those who have pretended to be someone other than their true personna. The result of that pain is distance.
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