Here Again

Here again are these feelings that keep welling up inside
Taking me for a ride, making me swallow my pride
Til I’ve got no pride left, nor any words to say
No way to make you stay, or get me to go away

I’m stuck in the middle of both Heaven and Hell
With no future to foretell, and no answer when I yell
Just an echo in my head, cuz when I yell you don’t hear
Always turning a deaf ear, while I struggle to get near

So tell me why you’re scared, is it that you’re scared of me?
Do you doubt my honesty? Is there something you foresee?
Or is it because of her, the way she left you there
As if she didn’t have a care, so completely unaware?

Unaware of you, the way you’re unaware now
Of this worry on my brow for the “what” and “if” and “how”
How can this really be that you’ve no answers to give?
No memories to relive because your head is like a sieve

All the memories have leaked out and fallen at my feet
But I find solace bittersweet in the Devil’s cruel deceit
Cuz although the Devil lies, there’s still truth there if you look
Wrote in the pages of his book are his truths for lies mistook

Because we hear what we want, not always what is said
But what is made up in our head, those little reasons that we bled
So here again are we, stubbornly standing toe-to-toe
Each trading blow for blow, yet neither one of us will go

Last Modified: July 21, 2012 at 03:24 pm
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Published by: The Poet Darkling

The Poet Darkling is an award-winning poet, lyricist, author, editor, and freelance writer. She is currently working on her fifth poetry and monologue anthology, as well as her memoirs. In 2013, The Poet Darkling had the distinct honor of writing an introduction and closing poem for the short story anthology, “Broken Spokes along the Way,” by author Vance R. Farrell. She is also an esteemed member of several writer’s groups, including Writers-Network, and All Poetry, and was featured in the All Poetry anthology “Rewrite Sunlight” in 2017. Born in Chicago, Illinois, The Poet Darkling currently resides in Northeast Tennessee with her family, her pet black widow spider (whom she calls “Walter”), her imaginary muse (whom she hasn’t named), and her many diverse personalities. Since her childhood, The Poet Darkling has survived all manner of physical and sexual abuse, as well as mental illness, drug addiction, and long-term homelessness, and her poetry reflects this. With a steady voice, diverse subject matter, and the singular intent of helping others not only survive the darkness, but thrive there. The Poet Darkling appeals to a wide range of readers. She speaks for the traumatized soldier, the weary mother, the confused teen, the abandoned senior, the disenfranchised minority, the serial killer, and anyone who has suffered heartbreak, addiction, abuse, mental illness, and even the sting of death – and all in perfect rhyme and meter…or not. Following her own doctrine of “Live first; learn later,” The Poet Darkling is currently working on her M.A. in Creative Writing/English, with a concentration in Poetry at Southern New Hampshire University, where she also earned her B.A. in Creative Writing, with a concentration in Poetry and a minor in Professional Writing, graduating summa cum laude in 2017. The Poet Darkling is proud to be a member of the Sigma Tau Delta (Alpha Pi Psi) and Alpha Sigma Lambda (Sigma Psi) honor societies. When she is not writing, or plotting her bid for Poet Laureate of the United States, The Poet enjoys talking to herself, wandering around aimlessly and poking dead critters with sticks.

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