Silent Whispers Screaming For Me

Life holds dark moments...That are meant to be survived.

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I am a whisper-a sound in the dark


Hold your heart in the darkness, that forever has shared

There is no one in my forever who shows that they still care

Too hard to help, look out for ones self
There is something within forever that leaves me out

Sacrifice-just give up
Forget how to breath
Find her in the darkness
The darkness within me

Silent little kisses
A reminder of the past
Past full of wishes
A past full of masks

No memory is vivid
A mind game within itself
A game to keep playing until you figure things out

Sacred within a broken mind
A Mind that is lost & fighting to survive

These are the hard times, the ones that will cost. These are the memories of what was and what might be lost.

Maybe I'm different but maybe I'm the same
Because behind the many masks-we all still feel pain

All these silent whispers are screaming for me
Am I still real-do I still bleed?

Spin around & around
You will never be found
Spin around & around
Keep silent with my whispers until there is no more sound

Pray to your god to help you see the light
Pray that he will find you as you lay your head down tonight

This can't be me-I don't even feel real
Can you break my heart and show me how to feel?

I am a whisper-a sound in the dark
If you know me, do you know who you are?





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alberich 6 years ago

H.C Porter, your poem is absolutely astonishingly beautiful!!!

“Hold your heart in the darkness that forever has shared”

I open up my heart for you and I care for you, all of you!

Love!


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H.C Porter 6 years ago from Lone Star State Author

alberich-

thanks for reading and commenting on this poem...I appreciate the uplifting response you had-I am glad that you enjoyed it. Thanks you


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Mike Lickteig 6 years ago from Lawrence KS USA

HC, your words are so touching. 'There is no one in my forever that shows that they still care.' That is so sad but so beautifully eloquent. We wear so many masks that hide us from the outside world, and we always hope those masks will protect us, as well--but they usually don't.

I don't know who I am, either.

Thanks for sharing another wonderful poem. You are truly talented.

Mike


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Cagsil 6 years ago from USA or America

Hey Holly, please accept my words- I wear no mask to hide who I am and I do understand you the only way I know how, through your writing. Your compassion is deep, you love without bounds, your beauty is just as deep as your compassion and yet you seem to hide it from the world behind a mask. Your writing shares special thoughts and feelings, which seem to be your only outlet of release. I wish I could help you further your inner strength, so you can just be who you rather be. I hope you remain strengthened with resolve, so you can find what you seek from life. I enjoy your writing, I enjoy our friendship and I look forward to more from you. :)


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H.C Porter 6 years ago from Lone Star State Author

Mike, Thank you for the comment- you are always very encouraging. Perhaps many of us feel lost and confused in life and our placement in life. It surely isn't an easy thing to try and figure out


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H.C Porter 6 years ago from Lone Star State Author

Cagsil,

My inner strength is pulling me onward. Lifes little lessons and the hard times are just learning curves to over come. I will make it through. Perhaps I do still shy away when it comes to showing the world my inner self-perhaps it is a way to stay somewhat protected and safe from the harm that some people cause-or maybe it is because there is so much to be learned/that an intermission to reflect on ones self is not yet possible. I am not sure yet-but one of these days I will be. Thanks for reading and for commenting :)


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SilentReed 6 years ago from Philippines

When ask what is the greatest gift that God coulld bestow. A wise man said "Peace of mind". May you find it and thank you for sharing. This is a beautiful poem of reflection.


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H.C Porter 6 years ago from Lone Star State Author

silentReed, Thank you once more for taking the time to comment on another one of my poems. I believe that I have piece of mind-just sad and lost sometimes :)


mioluna 6 years ago

H.C.Porter you have great talent or maybe incredible gift from heaven to write such a beautiful poetry!


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H.C Porter 6 years ago from Lone Star State Author

mioluna,

Thank you so very much- I am often so touched that people like what I put into my poetry, and that it, thus far has been so accepted and understood. I truly appreciate you taking the time to read and comment on this poem :)


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Winsome 6 years ago from Southern California by way of Texas

Hi HC, the gauntlet between light and shadow and now and forever is difficult and dangerous but somehow uplifting when we make it through. I too run and I often hide but sometimes I stand and let the wind and the light define and shape as it will and I leave the experience smiling. I hope your smiles outnumber the tears. All my best. =:)


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mega1 6 years ago

HC - Lovely poem, lovely photos - for awhile I was very enamoured of the word "melancholy" and fell into some melancholy habits. I guess I thought it made me more interesting and so I really was in a rut and didn't know it. In those days I felt that sadness was man's natural condition and there was no need to even try to escape it - but now I am finding that happiness is better kind of high that really rewards me with light and beauty and I'm glad I've found this other side of things - I think you may be going through something similar - and it is a beautiful ride - somehow when we start appreciating everything, even the loneliness and sad parts, we get to happy. You're a great writer!


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H.C Porter 6 years ago from Lone Star State Author

winsome- you are so very right. I love the expression you used in your comment..."Let the wind and the light define and shape us"... so very true. I am sure I will be fine, life has sent some true curve balls my way over the past 6 months, but I am surviving and will come away from this all smiling. :)


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H.C Porter 6 years ago from Lone Star State Author

mega1, thanks for reading and for leaving such a caring comment. I suppose I am in some sort of a slump and wish I could go to bed and wake up refreshed, rather than behind on chores and duties. Regardless- I will catch my breath and continue to move on-


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Veronica Allen 5 years ago from Georgia

You must have been reading my mind H.C. These past few months have left me feeling this same exact way. It's funny....with all the beauty life has to offer, we have to expect that there will be dark points. Even still, when we face them, because everything else and everyone else continues to go on, we are forced to wear a mask as if everything is okay. It is at those moments that you feel your most lonelinest and your most vulnerable. Then you begin to wonder if anything is real at all? Add to that, the fact that you see yourself in a different light (sometimes like what you see). Sorry, I got carried away but this poem really spoke to me. But once you reach the light at the end of that dark tunnel, you begin to see everything so clearly and you start picking yourself up; brushing yourself off, and living you life with a renewed sense about you and everything and everyone around you. DEEP!


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H.C Porter 5 years ago from Lone Star State Author

veronica, I am so very sorry to hear that you haven't been up to par lately either. I do hope things get better and you see yourself clearly soon. I am working on myself and seeing myself as well... takes time and takes effort to be better than what we feel. thanks for your comment-i appreciate your support


Desadi 5 years ago from Marietta, Ga

Very well written a whisper in the dark given such a lovely voice. Well spoken! Yes we hide behind our masks, in our silence and yet somewhere in the dark we are heard. I hear the pain you have given voice to here. Thank you for such eloquent expression of that.


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H.C Porter 5 years ago from Lone Star State Author

Desadi

thanks for the comment and for reading my work- I am so glad that you enjoyed the expression within this poem.


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Kunal Sarkar 5 years ago from India

Amazing Contrast of Whisper and Scream!

Some lines were really touchy...

It was nice reading it.....


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H.C Porter 5 years ago from Lone Star State Author

Kunal Sarkar, Thank you sir for taking the time to read and to comment... I very much appreciate the support and the feedback :)

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