Missy is a unique writer who enjoys inviting her readers into her thoughts through her poetry and other topics of discussion.
I'm Slowly Making My Way Back
I have not been here to write for a little while now, and when I write, this introduction part is usually an explanation to my own grasp of my written words. I don't want to do that this time.
An interpretation is what I want the readers to grab here. Their own thoughts and emotions that flow while they read these poetic passages. I know what they mean for me, but how will they make you, the reader, feel?
Sometimes, we struggle in life. I cannot imagine anyone who has not. And so, this is why I haven't tried to write or read here lately. I apologize for that, because I am still not fully ready to read a lot today. I barely found my voice with my own piece here. I really typed it with a lot of angst. However, maybe it is the first step to feeling like expressing more. I hope all will be patient with me. Thank you.
And so it was...
It has not ever mattered that I am not the worst…it has only mattered that
I was never your best.
The scars that I wear burn in your eyes. They make me feel damaged.
They itch, and I despise.
Grabbing and wailing I tear at my flesh…if only I was new again
a real resurrect.
It is now my curse as I stare at my face…this struggle to live and
keep you amazed.
I don’t want to lose my pull of desire…yet; I'm aware of my own
lost staying power.
And so it is...
Sometimes, I find myself in a field of wildflower scents…
where there is always descend and some renewed ascends.
I try to imagine a life of theirs short…a death of environment creating
Oh…as I crumble into the Wildflower field…I wish the young daisies
would swallow this self-doubt.
Then allow me to regrow my poise and stout. Regretfully, we humans
are not of this fate…
It’s a silly dream, that only helps me live within my own terrible
Rising back to a dismal view of a life of lonely and irrelevant
I will sleep with an enemy forever present…the enemy of earth
whom I shall relinquish myself its PEASANT.
© 2017 Missy Smith
Shaloo Walia from India on September 29, 2017:
I have always related to your poetry and somewhat can understand having gone through similar experiences. Though experiences may be painful but they have made us stronger and wiser, isn't?
Missy Smith (author) from Florida on June 11, 2017:
Thanks so much, Shyron, Bill, and Gypsy Rose. :)
Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on June 11, 2017:
You have been missed. I have no frame of reference regarding what you are going through. I've never suffered from depression, per se. I have fought alcoholism...two different things...and yet it was still a daily battle. And so all I can do is say I'm happy you are back for today.
Shyron E Shenko from Texas on June 11, 2017:
Welcome back Missy.
Being the best does no depends on me
It is not for me to judge you
I see you as my friend
And your friendship I see as true
No scars reflected in my eyes
I beg you do not despise
Sooth your anguish and your cries
And put away your despise
All your readers love you
And none of us will be judging
That you are not the best that you can be!
Blessings always, just be you.
Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on June 11, 2017:
An amazing and most creative poem. Enjoyed.
Missy Smith (author) from Florida on June 10, 2017:
Thank you for reading these poetic passages of mine, everyone!
Jodah, I love your interpretation of this one, and I do believe you read me better than I read myself. Thanks for that lovely explanation!
I am slowly raising my interest back to write and read more again. I think I have just been a little down lately. However, even when I think it may make me quit; I never do. That may disappoint some readers, but I hope it makes others happy. lol... Thanks again!! :)
Clive Williams from Jamaica on June 10, 2017:
Mmmmm///Thinking.....Mystic but nice
Clive Williams on June 10, 2017:
Very beatiful work John. keep em coming
Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on June 10, 2017:
Congratulations on your first effort back! Hope writing helps you through the struggles like your poetry describes. Well done.
Venkatachari M from Hyderabad, India on June 10, 2017:
Glad you are back again with some reflections of your feelings. I hope you are strong enough to fight back all those negative feelings and distracting elements. I hope your children are doing well. My blessings to all of you, Missy.
John Hansen from Gondwana Land on June 09, 2017:
Missy, I see you compare your life to that of wildflowers, and wish you could be like them and die off only to reshoot and flower again, maybe more desirable and beautiful each time. Welcome back.
I love Jewel, and Foolish Games is a wonderful song.