Sunday, February 28, 2010

Battle of the White Flag

It’s coming back. The memories I suppressed.
Your gasp, your sigh, your giggle.
It’s haunting my dreams, my thoughts, my day, my week, my thoughts…
Are you in my head, am I going in sane.

Take me…
your eyes..
I need support…
your breathe…
You were my support…
your touch..

I’m exhausted fighting you out of my head, I will not, cannot, no white flag…
But I want to so badly, get out of my head, to surrender.
To breathe without struggle.
The battle of lust with you on the frontline.
How to separate without more pain is the battle of lust,
I’m fighting with my body… But my heart is gone, far gone.. It is in your hands.
Give it back, please…
Give it back…
So I can fight.

The battle of lust.


  1. i love your poetry. you are my favorite on the real world.

  2. btw, you remind me so much of someone i used to know. it kind of freaks me out ha

  3. beautiful.
    strength is found through the struggle, darling.

  4. Thats amazing, it touched my heart and I can totally relate to that feeling.
    You seriously have a talent when it comes to Poetry. Keep writing!

  5. That is really deep and touching in a sense. Your poems, a simple expression of your thoughts, can touch so many people. Keep it up!

  6. your writing is beautiful. and its clear it comes from the soul.

    I get that you are writing about lust here...but I also feel like your words can apply to love as well. deep, intense, scary love, that every moment you're scared you will lose can make you feel everything that you wrote almost constantly.

    its exhausting.
    in a good way.

  7. this was much feeling. i need to find my outlet. there is so much i wish i could just release; old feelings, new feelings...all of it.
    i just want to have that breath of relief that singers, writers, and artists have when they finally finish a piece of work.
    u have an awesome talent, keep at it.

  8. i miss you. so bad.