The harvest of wrong

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Vintage Publishing

Written on March 25, 2021

This pain that I feel, sharp and within,

It's shaped like a blade piercing my skin.

My woes and my sorrows disheveled, it seems,

And random and vivid are of all my dreams.

Confused and all worried unable to break,

I'm playing with fire and all that's at stake.

 

I look in the mirror unable to find,

What is it I lost and forgotten behind.

So many deep breaths deflating my lungs,

The demons inside me are speaking in tongues.

 

A language I know perhaps, all too well,

Possessed by my thoughts, entranced in a spell.

Warped in a prison of my own design,

Time is a foe that creates a deadline.

My days are just now a pool of molasses,

I swim with the hope that all of this passes.

 

I am in trouble, I know that by now,

For this to end well, there isn't a how.

Scarce are my options and fear is my tomb,

But I am forced to protect what grows in my womb.


Submitted: September 23, 2022

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HOUDINI

Liked this poem very much. Good poetic structure. Strong subject matter in area of very tough decisions.

Fri, September 23rd, 2022 7:18pm

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Thank you, friend! I appreciate the words.

Tue, September 27th, 2022 8:48am

moa rider

Those demons Jay... but the last line is something to focus upon. Welcome back! Usianguke

Fri, September 23rd, 2022 11:02pm

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Thank you, Moa! And yes, I have a little girl now. 11 months old already :) Missed hearing from you.

Tue, September 27th, 2022 8:48am

Jeff Bezaire

If only becoming a parent meant becoming the perfect person a child sees their mom and dad as - what an incentive that would be to procreate!
Parenthood doesn't get easier with each new child, but you have a good heart and a strong will. I know things are uncertain - personally and globally - but you can be certain about the love you'll provide you're new one. It's another challenge, but another chance to prove how capable you are to yourself and to others.
A strong piece. I felt anxiety's sharp nails running down my stomach as I read each line. Brilliant work, Lis! You haven't lost your touch!

Sat, September 24th, 2022 1:14am

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Thank you, Jeff! I remember writing this poem riddled with anxiety at the time. The self-doubt was uncanny but I survived and here I am with 2 children and a husband. Knowing how my self-confidence is constantly low, I am surprised I made it this far. I hope to read more of you, I missed reading your lines!

Tue, September 27th, 2022 8:47am

Clever PEN.

Nice poem: Love the envision! ????

Sat, September 24th, 2022 1:16am

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Thank you, friend! :)

Tue, September 27th, 2022 8:43am

johngumbs

Your back with those fantastic poems, the rhyming is first class. Keep them coming.

Sat, September 24th, 2022 5:56am

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Thank you, dearest John! I hope you have been well. Drop me a line via message from time to time, I have missed our conversations.

Tue, September 27th, 2022 8:42am

Mike S.

A sad but excellent poem, Elizabeth; sorry you're struggling

Sat, September 24th, 2022 5:06pm

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Thank you, Mike. I was a in a much darker place in March of 2021 but not so much anymore. I have a baby now, she's 11 months old.

Tue, September 27th, 2022 8:41am

TheUndyingDarkSoul

A powerful piece of poetry on a subject that is testing of real life. Line by line and with the rhyming, decisions are coming your way that will be difficult. But I know you Lisbeth, I know how life has treat you, but I also see the light that you life has. You are already a mother, and you are brilliant at that, yet life needs to be kinder to you. Another life is on its way, yet your strong points of life will be challenged, but you will prevail, because you are brilliant at being a mother, and nobody can ever doubt that. The world is in chaos, but the world you give to your children will be full of love and light, and not the chaos we see today. Each line expresses your thoughts, and it is understandable. Mother is the name for God on the lips and hearts of all children, and these words will always feel like a shield in your heart.

Your rhyming and words have not lost their way. Full of realism and strong thoughts. It's brilliant, and better than anything I can do. I hope you are back, because I want to see you post on here often. I will go through some of your old work, because I want to see again how brilliant of a writer you are. Wonderful piece of poetry.

Sun, September 25th, 2022 4:23pm

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Thank you dearest, Dexter! It's always a pleasure to read your feedback, and yes, I am planning to be back here more often. I have a little girl now, too, she's almost 11 months old.

Tue, September 27th, 2022 8:40am

Criss Sole

I can definitely relate to a lot of this hopelessness. This poem really spoke to me.
Beautiful rhyming. A pleasure to read.

Tue, September 27th, 2022 6:18am

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Thank you, my love! So refreshing to hear from you

Tue, September 27th, 2022 8:38am

dewey green

Deeply emotional, Beautifully written. I know sometimes, things look helpless, but if I have learned anything in 60 years, it's that nothing is ever as bad as it seems. This life carried will be an amazing blessing, and your greatest creation! Walk in your Beauty my friend!

Fri, September 30th, 2022 10:59am

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Thank you, my friend :) I appreciate the kind and uplifting words.

Mon, October 3rd, 2022 9:06am

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