You're Dangerous
Today I am posting a poem I wrote about three years ago...
You’re dangerous
crashing in on me
invading all my ideas
penetrating my perceptions
I can’t hide from you
I’m not even sure I want to
Are you playing games?
turning my world upside down
or maybe it’s right side up
I thought I had it all figured out
I’ve been playing it safe not leaving much room for doubt
You see right through me
the darkness and the light
I’ve never been known completely
not even by myself
And yet you, you run right through me
causing me to come undone
all these feeble attempts to remain dignified
lay in ashes next to my broken pride
Why am I trying to stuff it all back in me
Trying to make it pretty
As if you couldn’t handle my reality
Or the truth of how broken I am
You’re dangerous
ravaging my heart
captivating my thoughts
crushing the essence out of me
You’re dangerous
crashing in on me
invading all my ideas
penetrating my perceptions
I can’t hide from you
I’m not even sure I want to
Are you playing games?
turning my world upside down
or maybe it’s right side up
I thought I had it all figured out
I’ve been playing it safe not leaving much room for doubt
You see right through me
the darkness and the light
I’ve never been known completely
not even by myself
And yet you, you run right through me
causing me to come undone
all these feeble attempts to remain dignified
lay in ashes next to my broken pride
Why am I trying to stuff it all back in me
Trying to make it pretty
As if you couldn’t handle my reality
Or the truth of how broken I am
You’re dangerous
ravaging my heart
captivating my thoughts
crushing the essence out of me
posted by Misty Bradley | 7:41 PM
3 Comments:
That was powerful...Dana
I enjoyed this poem. It invoked many thoughts within myself over my own vulnerability to what/whom I consider "dangerous" in my life.
This is the favorite poem I have written. As for essence, I was definitely thinking of the fragrance of crushed flowers and spices. I can't say that it was with much forethought that I wrote the line; it wasn't exactly crafted. This poem was one of the easiest things I have ever written because it was pure response to the Lord. I know when I wrote it I was particularly thinking of specific fragrances and spices that Randy has taught me through his teachings on Song of Songs. Now that I've read the definitions you offered, I think "essence" is my new favorite word!
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