Inside View

PJGirl2004

I walked through the valley of your heart
to view a piece of your soul.
It was lonely and lost and out of control.
I stepped through the doorway of your mind
to study the avalanche of your tears.
But I was forgotten there, like too many years...
Gone by.
I swam through the sea that was your desire
and saw that you did not want me.
For I am overlooked.
A blackened memory.
Like a hidden tattoo...
I am concealed behind your guilt
and I am smothered beneath your fear.
I am what once was
and I am what can never be.
I was your first and only
You are my last and lonely.
There is no scenic view from here...
only the broken ornament that was
a ring
the shattered promise that was
a dream
And my words...
Falling like a pile of leaves
at your feet.

PJfaninmaine

Very nice PJgirl. I can relate to this.
Thank you for the beautiful words

PJGirl2004

I wrote it while I was sitting on break at work. Usually I would spend a lot more time...especially before showing anyone what I wrote. But I was just feeling the urge. Anyway, I absolutely love this site.

ISN

your style is familiar...hehehehehe....you write right

FinsburyParkCarrots

I like this very much. Thank you.

PJGirl2004

I hope that I "write right" I have a lot more to say...I'll keep writing because I love it. Bye!

Love objective

Hey, All i can say is that i am moved!!!

PJGirl2004

Like a stranger's touch beneath my skin
your words attack my nervous system.
What was once the love only a husband could give
has become the detachment that a lawyer might have.
Once we walked in the field
and laid in the haze.
We were comfortable and comforted,
together as one.
We laughed at each other's faults
and played with ease.
achieving nothing
but feeling everything
with a breath of fresh life.
Perfection was an argument over who gets the remote next.
Or a car ride going nowhere in particular
together.
Now you are going anywhere you want
without me.
Alone.
I am alone.
Once we were found happy in the bed
that we made.
Tangled in a vast sea of blankets, giggles, and hands.
(I was the "Cover Commander" and you were the
"Human Heater")
Once we were found happy in a whispering kiss
only we could make.
Deceived, devoured, depressed.
Devoid of all emotion.
Divorced of all want
for memory.
You left me.
A flickering light dances effortlessly beneath the door,
like a promising firefly.
In my dreams it is you
coming home.
to the life we were making
to the family we were planning
to the dreams we were dreaming
to the dinner I was cooking.
(I promise the chicken is just right this time)
But the light fades and the car passes
and I am left alone.
I cling to the scent on your old blue T-shirt
wrapping myself up in its proposed warmth.
I cling.
I cling to the promise that was a ring
and the vows
that were a dream.
I cling.
I cling to the image of me, then.
Promising to never feel hope again.
The amber glow of dawn seeps in.
And I am awakened from a restless slumber.
With a soul shattering sigh I realize...
At last
the covers are all mine.

Love objective

I can feel that. The end is perfict! Hope for hope and when it comes hope for more. Stay real.

nailz100

I can totally relate to your first poem (read my last post). An excellent piece of work....keep it up. I really like the imagery you painted with that one.

PJGirl2004

same wave length.
cool deal.
and thanks!!!

PJGirl2004

I fell into the abyss
that was your kiss
I drowned in the lies
that were your eyes

I am bitter jealousy
and tastelss envy
For the hands that hold you
and the heart that unfolds you

You were mine for a day
in the most regretful way
I realize it was a trick
that you played so quick

I was an unsuspecting friend
so surprised in the end
Your deceit was an enemy
you are the dust behind me

suede

Originally posted by ISN
your style is familiar...hehehehehe....you write right

ahhh, I know, this Beautiful piece reminds me of my own style lol
I like it very much! Lurve yer style!

suede

wow. this is exactly what happened to me...and i mean EXACTLY...but from the view of the opposite sex being the one who was hurt. really, really good. our styles are very similar and i think that is the coolest!
and wow.

Originally posted by PJGirl2004
Like a stranger's touch beneath my skin
your words attack my nervous system.
What was once the love only a husband could give
has become the detachment that a lawyer might have.
Once we walked in the field
and laid in the haze.
We were comfortable and comforted,
together as one.
We laughed at each other's faults
and played with ease.
achieving nothing
but feeling everything
with a breath of fresh life.
Perfection was an argument over who gets the remote next.
Or a car ride going nowhere in particular
together.
Now you are going anywhere you want
without me.
Alone.
I am alone.
Once we were found happy in the bed
that we made.
Tangled in a vast sea of blankets, giggles, and hands.
(I was the "Cover Commander" and you were the "Human Heater)
Once we were found happy in a whispering kiss
only we could make.
Deceived, devoured, depressed.
Devoid of all emotion.
Divorced of all want
for memory.
You left me.
A flickering light dances effortlessly beneath the door,
like a promising firefly.
In my dreams it is you
coming home.
to the life we were making
to the family we were planning
to the dreams we were dreaming
to the dinner I was cooking.
(I promise the chicken is just right this time)
But the light fades and the car passes
and I am left alone.
I cling to the scent on your old blue T-shirt
wrapping myself up in its proposed warmth.
I cling.
I cling to the promise that was a ring
and the vows
that were a dream.
I cling.
I cling to the image of me, then.
Promising to never feel hope again.
The amber glow of dawn seeps in.
And I am awakened from a restless slumber.
With a soul shattering sigh I realize...
At last
the covers are all mine.

PJGirl2004

I HAVE BEEN CHECKING OUT YOUR WORK AND I AM SOOOOOOOOO IMPRESSED, JEALOUS, AND SURPRISED.
I work at a bank and ever since I found this Message Pit I just sit here and type up poems.
It is much different then sitting at home alone and writing in one of my notebooks but it still seems to work for me somehow.
Anyway, thanks for the compliment!!!

suede

well thanks very much. don't be jealous though, i wish i didn't have anything to write about. surprised? yeah, me too - very.
enjoy your covers...build a fort or something?

"...don't it make me smile...this is how i feel"

Originally posted by PJGirl2004
I HAVE BEEN CHECKING OUT YOUR WORK AND I AM SOOOOOOOOO IMPRESSED, JEALOUS, AND SURPRISED.
I work at a bank and ever since I found this Message Pit I just sit here and type up poems.
It is much different then sitting at home alone and writing in one of my notebooks but it still seems to work for me somehow.
Anyway, thanks for the compliment!!!

suede

Hey PJGirl, I sent you a personal message. Click your user cp(control panel) at the top of this page to view it...then write me back
svaank you

PJGirl2004

The taste of mint
on my tongue and
the scent of coconut in my hair.
These things I remember.
The wash of emotion
that ravaged my skin
Over and over and over again.
I remember...
The wet breath on the back of my hand,
the gentle lay of the land
A rumble of thunder
beyond the horizon.
A castle built in the sand.
The silky skin on the arch of your foot
and the salty kiss on your lips.
The sparkle of ocean in your eyes
The heat between your thighs.
The wake of two passing ships.
The gruff laugh of a king
The promise of a ring...
A poem at dawn
A lullaby at sunset
These things I choose to forget...
The silent tears of a soldier.
The dying words of a man.
The voice on the end of the line
and the last "I love you"
before the end of time.

suede

mmm hmmm very nice

olderman

thanks pjgirl2004 .. i can very much relate to your poems

PJGirl2004

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