2/13/2018 1 Comment Flood by Lisa L. WeberFlood I cry too easily— wish I could build a damn against the flow of emotions that drown my rationality, my sensibility, my composure. And here they come again-- the wild torrents of pain and anger and passion, pushing me downstream pushing me over the falls, pulling me under. And what can I do but give up-- give in, give myself over to the undertow. Let it carry me over the falls-- down, down, into the dark embrace of my own abyss. I wish I could build a damn— wish I did not give a damn, wish I could throw my heart into icy waters, let it sink into the depths where it cannot be touched. Bio: Lisa L. Weber lives in San Diego with her husband, son, and dog. Her work has been published in the San Diego Mesa Visions Magazine, and online at Anti-Heroin Chic and the Ginger Collect. You can wander with her brain at www.brainonwheels.blogspot.com or follow her on Twitter @LisaLermaWeber.
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Susana Gonzalez
2/14/2018 10:25:44 pm
That is Deep Cuz I understand the concept of your poem awesome
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