WHAT I EXIST FOR Ricardo Antonio Garcia I ache inside from a sudden extremity and I miss the quiet and giving moment of time when love is young and without bias as the hours morph into these shallow places and destroy the contents of love. It’s so easy to give up hope When you think the chain goes on forever no matter whom you are with these disparages come and dwarf the heart. I pray that a gift from God might save my distempered thoughts and feel the contrition that love can save us when the World is drowning us. I ache for a World that never was and I think about the meaningful moments wanting for them to return but a while longer as they all have tripped the light. I do not want to be judged in these fridged hours for I have the Sun at my back if love fails me and leaves me in the midst. Perhaps true love does not exist except in the containments of the big screen or some old mans illusive dreams. How do we not commit suicide when the anx of knowing that it is fleeting and rarely ever stays mature. I ache inside because I feel all these things and desire a strong love that will quench all the meanings I desire and not let me mourn. If we are drowning in the esophagus of God I ask that he spits me out for to try again is what I exist for- as a poet.
Posted on: Wed, 14 Jan 2015 05:18:34 +0000
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