Comments : I Am Tired

  • 17 years ago

    by Twisted Heart

    Oh Luanne, Such a heartwrenching piece:

    "It is with heavy heart and
    tongue in hand
    I walk out this door."

    Such a great lead-in to the rest of the poem.

    "As salt touches and burns
    my starving lips,
    accepting, that the love we
    once shared, is gone"

    So sad, dear friend. The words just flowed off my lips and brought a tear to my eyes. A very well written poem.
    True talent.

    Always,
    Jeannie

  • 17 years ago

    by Cindy

    Luanne
    This poem is so sad, the tears are flowing. Wonderful job on this piece.

    Turning that key may be the
    hardest thing I've ever done.
    Sound of the engine frightens me
    pain in my heart is killing me.
    But I know ......
    Staying will only make my heart
    die of hunger
    I am tired

    I know so well that tired feeling.
    Excellent work.
    Thinking of you
    Cindy

  • 17 years ago

    by Daisy if you do

    How can I say amazing write and brilliant description without overuse of the words that just do not seem to do enough justice for this piece. I have been in those shoes. Too afraid to leave and too afraid to stay. Thinking surely the death of me would be because I left. Truly staying was what was killing me in the first place. The relief and power of breaking free and once again claiming your life.
    Wow! These lines are amazing....

    As salt touches and burns
    my starving lips,

    Beautifully penned.
    Dixie

  • 17 years ago

    by Chelsey

    Luanne, whats sad is that so many woman are going through this. I know 2 of them. THey feel like they are in such romantic love but when the man screws up it breaks their heart to have to leave. I've never been through that and I pray I never have too, but this poem here is something I've witnessed before and your descriptions were great! Love the part of the engine!
    Love,
    Chelsey

  • 17 years ago

    by Gem

    "Staying will only make my heart
    die of hunger"

    Sometimes the hardest thing we have to do is the best thing we can do.. and you got that point across in this piece so perfectly.
    I find writing free verse so difficult, but your words flowed so lucidly..
    Well done m'dear
    5/5
    *Gem*

    (Thank you so much for the feedback on Free. It meant a lot!! x)

  • 17 years ago

    by HuggyQueenofCookies

    Luanne i am so sorry, this poem is putting me on the verge of tears! it was so beautiful though.

  • 17 years ago

    by gabriella

    I love ur poem isntead of give to me it should be give, it would sound beter. 5/5 love it

  • 17 years ago

    by Ashley

    Its a really good poem. i like it a lot

  • 17 years ago

    by Natalie84

    WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Boy I tell you things I've changed around here!!! GO HEAD GIRLFRIEND!!!! I like this!!! no....I LOVE this!!!! You have a way with this poetry world, I tell ya!!!! I'm blown away!!!! Literrally...I have no other words to say...just GREAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A feeling we know all to well. The hardest things to do can be the best things for us. Nicely put!!!!!!!