The Traditional Answers Aren’t Working
It’ll happen when you least expect
used to be a somewhat comforting piece of hope
until a few months ago
when she unexpectedly found feelings for another guy.
You should pray about it more
because if there’s any answer in the world
that I can count on receiving,
it’s a dialtone from the sky.
Sometimes, all you can do is just let go.
Please, explain to me
how I can painlessly let go
of the knife put in my back.
You’ll find someone someday
but someday could be years from now
which doesn’t help at all
with the loneliness of today.
I’ll say a prayer for you.
Thanks, but if God doesn’t answer my prayers,
what hope can I place
in prayers made about me?
You didn’t need her anyway.
Um…
yes.
I did.
God is just waiting to shower you with grace!
Well what is He waiting for,
a blood sacrifice?
I still got that knife.
One like equals one prayer.
Hey look at this!
Our capacity for laziness turned prayer into a button!
How convenient!
Raise awareness!
Disease, mental health, suicide, good to be aware,
but I have yet to see a problem fixed
simply by admitting a thing exists.
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Yes, you are absolutely right about all of this. I’m sorry to say, though. I think we’ve all been in this lonely heartbreak spot. I really like how honest you are in all of your poetry. That trait really appreciates the poetry. Thank you for sharing.
There is the prayer and the voice of experience at work in this.
Thank you for your comment. Your little insights like this are always so pleasing to read.
love the interior dialogue form of the poem
Thank you very much for your comments, Gaby. They are much appreciated.
I like the Question and answer format, as well. It catches/accentuates the isolation of the speaker.
and yes, like me, you are an “earnest”-poet, in residence. your honesty and willingness to leave it all out there for your readers, even when achingly painful, makes you one of the most “beautiful” poets I know.
Stay you. Stay all of this. She comes when she wqs always going to. Right now–either/or/and one of the two of you has a lesson or two to learn before it’s time.
you know I feel ya, brother.
Thank you so much for your wisdom Joseph. Really love your use of the word beautiful.
After a certain comment from 2017, I really embraced the honesty I rely on in these poems. There has been a lot of thought put into what I’m writing this year, but it’s all been so helpful as the month goes on.
As for her, I know she’s coming, but I have accepted the time isn’t quite right, and though I can’t say how, I know it’s better that things have gone this way.