I've got something to say
But it's locked away
in that dark space of the mind
You know, where you find
Those feelings that intertwine
with the spine
So that when you touch on them it hurts.
I don't mention them often
Because when I start talking
It seems like something's missin
So I listen
to what I'm saying
And when the words don't match the emotions
I get the notion
To just bite my tongue
And no matter how much it stung
That's what I've always done
But those feelings are starting to overrun
That place that hurts too much to touch
Because it hurts to not touch too
So I caress that mental bruise
To sooth
the pain
And words start to rain
Down on my tongue and out of my mouth
But word vomit is all that spews out
And that doesn't cut it either
I need to take a breather
But the inhale collides with the exhale
And I damn near suffocate in a fit of hyperventilation
But the emulation
Of these feelings needs to proceed
Because I've got something to say
and the only way
Is thru this jungle of language
To break through to the anguish
I've kept hidden for so long
I try to speak but it comes out wrong
Because my mouth betrays me
I call on my heart to save me
But it doesn't know the words,
it just knows the feelings
So I'm left reeling
In the pain
as words run around in my brain
So fast, that they seem impossible to grasp
They run marathons just to collapse...
Unfulfilled
That is until spilled
By the ink of this pen
And then I begin
To capture the words that were lost and then
I write them down
To give shape to the sound
That my heart makes when it's crying
I'm dying
trying
To hide from these feelings I'm feeling
I grab the pen and start drilling
Deep into that space
And poetic words race
Out of the tip of the pen
From deep within
And gather together to form po-ems
Because these words are so vast
That I've gotta confine em in rhyme
To break them down into sensible lines
It's a literary family
These poems are children
Born thru a marriage to hardship
And struggle and happiness and love
Cuz, it's not always bad
So when my poems
Carry a sad tone
then let it be known
That that's just how it hit me that day
It's the way that I say
What I need to say
When what I need to say
Slips through the cracks of ordinary language
I cast out my poetic net
And harvest species of verbiage that you haven't heard yet
Words that bleed tears of songs unsung
And chewed-up tongues,Inhaled lungs
just waiting for a scream that never comes
It's conceived in my chest
Only to be killed in my throat
And aborted as a whisper
If this person that I am
Cannot vocally stand
Without the crutch of this pen
Then, let it begin
Because one way or another...
I will be heard
This written poetry gives birth to spoken word.
So let not my speech be slurred
Or vision blurred,
because I want to make it clear
This voice you hear
Does not rely on vocal chords
For manifestation
I speak though cardiological vibrations
Because these are heart words
Not art words
And I bleed them to kill that evil silence
It chokes me with its passive violence
But I refuse to be smothered out like a flame.
I write this not to achieve fame,
but peace
Because these inner emotions are like caged beasts
They're scratching and clawing to be released
And this ink is the key...
So I plunge a pen in my vein to set it free
And bleed it out for the world to see
I've got...Something...To say
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Wow! this was magnificent. The power of the poem really comes out in the recording. The way you speak it, it's just, so emotional. There were so many peaks and great lines.
I must say these were one of the lines that really struck me. There is no comment good enough to acknowledge the quality of this post. I am just speechless.
Thank you so much. I am humbled by your comment.
Now, this is a powerful boost to begin my day with
I actually listened to the Audio first and I could feel the vibrant vibrations of words soaked with emotions forced out through a voice that refuses to be silent
The above except cut through my heart like hot knife through butter. I found myself screaming inside, 'I refuse to be silent'
As Sia said in her song, Bird Set Free
Thanks for sharing this
Thank you for your kind words, gray. It really means a lot to me.
Well done brother! May the spirit continue to interpret those groanings too deep for words. Between here and there, silence and noise, grief and ecstasy, dispair and faith, emerges your voice, your truth, your reason. I heard Truth. Much respect. UV resteem. I joined the discord. Peace.
Thanks @platosgroove. I appreciate the great comment. I look forward to seeing your work on the BCP server. Thanks again.
You are the real deal. A decent response is easy.
Oh Moe, this is incredible! I feel this way also and I think so many of us do. I've said it before but I love to (as intended) read your work out loud, to make it mine as I sing the rhyme, spit the sounds and turn the wheel.
So many "zinger" lines in here, yet I want to linger on this one:
"Words that bleed tears of songs unsung
And chewed-up tongues,Inhaled lungs"
I feel the power, bother.
Rock on!
Thank you so much, @mamadini. It's good to have the support of old friends on here. I remember a conversation we had long ago in which we were both pretty frustrated with the whole thing, but friendships likes yours helps to get us through the tougher times. I'm as grateful now as I have ever been. Thank you.
::bows deeply::
This is what Steemit is really about (for me). :)
Another inspiration today! Writings like this make me want to put my poetry out there! Your words are so wonderful and are drenched in so much emotions. Thank you for inspiring me today! ❤
So much expression - the imagery just popped out in so many lines. I really liked that even though this poem had so much anguish and raw desperation... the one ray of hope ....
"It's a literary family
These poems are children
Born thru a marriage to hardship
And struggle and happiness and love
Cuz, it's not always bad" (i don't know how to use the quote thingie... lol so i just had to use quotation marks)
i so appreciated that it's not always bad. i had myself a deep little sigh right there :) i didn't get to hear the audio - just read it. but could imagine a teeny break in anxiety for the briefest moment.
enjoyed this - and now off to bed for me :)
Thank you for that! You got to mix the bad in with the good. Sleep well, my friend.
remind me of that "something to say" but better be unsaid. Thanks for this amazing piece of art. This is the first poetry I read in steemit.
Awesome! I'm honored to introduce you to the platform. Welcome to Steemit.
A lot of strong feeling in your reading. It carries the stress behind the words very well. My fondness for spoken word is due to the artist being able to convey the sentiments and the emotions that their words were grown upon; give them all to the listener. Really nice work :)
Thank you. I feel pretty much the same way about spoken word. It definitely has its own effect which can be different from written word. Thanks for listening and commenting.
No problem, It was an enjoyable poem.
Nice way to start my morning.
Good write up
Thank you. And thanks for the resteem as well.
You're welcome
Add some beats too. It's almost a sick rap.
Thanks. A lot of my stuff turns out rappish, but I kind of suck at rapping. Thank for reading/lisening and commenting.
Love poetry
Thanks, me too!
Nice. I like your poetry.
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This is really beautiful ^_^
You are so good!!! Please curate my poems...
the greatest way I've ever heard someone describe the anxious poet. or the recluse, the quiet one with a clumsy tongue. I suffer from severe anxiety so I totally felt this! following and looking forward to reading daily inspiration from you!
I loved the imagery here;
That was beautifully done. I also loved the way you moved from one idea to the next without. It feels as if the poet persona, shut up so long because he or she is unsure of how to express emotions, has finally found a means and the words come tumbling our like a flood. Lovely @moeknows.
wow, this is a lovely piece.
I love the twist of words.
What a jewel of a poem! I read it twice and then I listened to the recording. So many emotions, so much strength!
"So I plunge a pen in my vein to set it free
And bleed it out for the world to see
I've got...Something...To say" - were my favourite stanzas.
Gotta say, I kept expecting "Reelin' and spittin' and hawkin'" in Eminem style, even moreso after I saw "Reeling" come up :D
It does feel like this piece feeds somewhat into my advice/opinion on sharing these with your family. It feels like, as you said, you want to share these. And share these with those it matters.
Favourite couplet:
Isn't that the human experience? Isn't that poetry? Yeah, it is.
I'm curious, why "po-ems"? To show the vastnss? To show how you sometimes force the rhymes, or to call back to haiku like 17 bullets? Am curious.
Good piece, Moe.
WHOAH.
I'm blown away by this one @moeknows! So many amazing lines... I thought I would quote a few back at you in this comment, but there are honestly just too many, I'd end up quoting the whole poem. I've read some great stuff on here recently, but this may be my favorite.
I really like your vocal delivery too. Your voice and words alone have so much raw emotional power, I'd love to hear how this would sound with some beats behind it.
Fucking brilliant.
wow - what a message. I really like the spoken version - I've always wanted to do spoken word but the fear gets to my reading capabilities lol maybe I'll try it out some day.
This poem hit many heart strings for me. I liked these lines especially - I'm well aware of this struggle - I've choked out my share of words