you are me
February 15, 2013 § 32 Comments
It starts in my heart overwhelming. Floods to my stomach paining— when you are away. It soars to my head igniting fevers, making me feel pretend.
This started, when an angel fell into my dream awakening me, warning— that though we seemed so different, we were one. We were of the same cayenne blood.
I looked into your dark blue glass eyes, I saw my own reflection. I want to wind you up and teach you, you being me— what I had been through. How you could conquer. I wanted to show how your weakness could be transformed into strength. I wanted you to see your brilliance the way I saw you. I knew you couldn’t, you weren’t ready, yet I wanted to paint you a radiant picture of what you were to me, even before you got there.
I wanted you to see.
To say I loved you, would not do justice to my soul. I simply saw myself in you.
My heart beats in repeats unsteadily remembering the moment I realized you were me, and I had to leave the old me to face the new me— which I must grow to love.
You were just a vagabound passing through my world, teaching me who I was and what I needed to become.
Gypsy girls and vagabound boys, they just don’t last, it’s not my choice.
There’s fire crackers going off in my head, heart is on fire. I don’t know if I’m sad or inspired. I feel body parts I didn’t know existed. I feel you in my shoulders, my chest, my limbs. ‘You don’t love me’, you said.
Yes, ‘you never could, you never can’.
You are me. Who I was, who I loved, what I wanted.
But you can’t come now. As I shed my old skin I whisper,
“I wanted to show that your weakness could be transformed into strength.
I wanted you to see your brilliance the way I saw you.
I wanted to paint you a radiant picture of what you were to me.
I wanted you to see.”
But you never could, you never can.
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Wow! I’m stunned… So beautiful…
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This poem is mind blowing and awesome! 🙂
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All is well!
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Is that a reply to my email ?
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No Coco, it’s a matter-of-fact proof of our eternal friendship it is!
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Friends forever and ever and ever. Forever-eva-eva.
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Wonderful
I wrote this a few days ago,
yes very less wonderful as you wrote 🙂
I miss you, I whisper in your ear
With you not talking, I feel imperfect
Nothing seems to be working the way I like
At nights, loneliness surrounds me
Then I again whisper while I am lonely
That I am missing you, please come back to me
I know you are with me regardless of what happen
But sometime when quite a time is passed without seeing you
I feel void of life and energy
Again, I whisper you at that time, please come back to me
To gain my life back, my energy back
My sanctuary back, my life-line back
(Full poem link)
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that is beautiful, thank you for sharing it with us.
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This is just astounding, I have never come across a more deep and emotional read.
Truly a privilege 🙂
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Coco that was brilliant! The last line left me wanting. What a joy it must be to write so well! 🙂
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Enjoyed enormously. A rarity
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Subtle with the way your pull me into your work, your grip is ever so intoxicating. Love this!
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i also like the image used, it reminds me of one of my cousin that my grandma had in her house, similar style, do you know what style it is?
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This makes me think of the fear we carry with us when looking at ourselves, due to vulnerability it calls for. x
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I am a Cambodian who wish to write half of this. Like it so much! 🙂
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Reblogged this on NSNWORLD and commented:
“I wanted to show that your weakness could be transformed into strength.
I wanted you to see your brilliance the way I saw you.
I wanted to paint you a radiant picture of what you were to me.
I wanted you to see.”
But you never could, you never can. by Coco J. Ginger
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Well appreciation demanded comes in many ways. Some just demand anothers happiness and leave it at that. I am like that. The more happy people around the less grief anywhere I go. Especially important for the children. When children can go as many places safely as adults can then the world is a better place.
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What an absolutely stunning piece – I am at a loss for words.
I am so glad to have come by your blog (thank you for the ‘like’ on mine). I have a feeling I will be reading this entry a bunch of times…
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Very well written, and an excellent piece of poetry.
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this poem is captivating
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You are a strange writer. I like that.
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precious.
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Well done=) Putting such emotion into written lines and making your reader feel those emotions. Again, well done.
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Beautiful. Passionate. You evoke actual images in my mind with your words. Thank you. Peace.
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“You were just a vagabound passing through my world, teaching me who I was and what I needed to become.”
Pure gold.
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I just read this post and all I can say is WOW!! I really like your writing style in this piece!
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Reblogged this on TheOprimer vIII.
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“Wind you up & teach you”, sort of creepy in a sense! Great work, who is the artist behind the image you chose??
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Art should disturb the comfortable and comfort the disturbed. 🙂 I read that somewhere once… I will let you know I’m on my phone right now so can’t check 😉
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Cool! The picture drew me in so I would definetly credit the artist. It looks like a painting. I am new to WP so I will definitely check out your page. Love your style!
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It’s should be in my tags 🙂 thanks a bunch 😀
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I am so loving dis, such a beauty, deep and emotional, it has been a while since I last read a captivating piece. Well done
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