Raw Earth Ink
spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Alone Again
Sighs and whimpers
My head hurts
So does my heart
The headache is new
But the heartache isn’t
I wish I was brave
I wish I could tell you
Just what you mean to me
Yes I wish I could be enough
I wish you would see me
For who I am, all of me
Every part yet
Instead it’s simply me
And this damn headache
Whimpers and sighs
A cold pillow beside me
©️tara caribou – 2018
15 Comments on “Alone Again”
Raw Earth Ink 
Lump in my throat. Beautiful and heartbreaking
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Thank you for the kind words. I am pleased this touched you.
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I’m running out of adjectives. It seems your writing touches my heart in slightly different ways each time.
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Sheri. That comment right there touches Mine. Thank you.
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Such a great piece. The aches are present in the poem alone. Another great poem.
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Thanks John. I really appreciate that.
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You are welcome.
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You really do an amazing job at capturing the beauty which lies within the sadness.
On a lighter note, I do love a cold pillow!
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Thanks Stories. And yes; in reality I hate a warm pillow. I like my pillow cold! (We’ve talked about pillows before! lol Don’t touch it!!!)
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And don’t burn my pillow case.
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Deal! Haha!!
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I like how it starts inside, then gradually moves out layer by layer until it zooms out completely. Out of body loneliness in words. Nice.
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Thanks Spiral! That’s kind of what I was thinking. Zooming out.
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Wish I could come and hug you for a little while to take some of the heartache away and maybe warm that cold pillow for you. xxoo
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Thanks Roger. Oh how I do love hugs!
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