Bare existence, a poem by Tabatha

Pick at me to death,

Judge my ever word, every move.

You got me all wrong,

You don’t see who I am.

Misconceptions of every kind,

You stab at me with your eyes.

I cry into a muffled night,

Darkness consumes my heart.

Lying here to die,

For an injustice of your mind.

I’m too stealthy, too quick.

My words cut your conscience

Like a hot blade on ice.

Can’t take these words back,

I never meant to make you cry.

It’s brutal honesty,

In the rawest form.

Now I rot here forever

Caged, naked..

My mind raped and scarcely breathing.

Let me out , let me be me.

You have the damn key.

(C) Tabatha Goughneour 2008

Stay here (Part II), a TBT poem by Tabatha

If I told you I love you

Would it change it all?

Am I so wrong to want to make it work?

Am I fighting for a lost cause?

Your tears shouldn’t be falling,

I should be there to wipe them away.

So sick of the distance, the absence,

Hearing your voice through the answering machine.

I’m so lost without your hands to guide me.

My hands are so cold,

They need to be wrapped with yours.

I’m beating myself up over this,

My heart is so bruised

You are healing all the while.

What if I loved you?

Would it bring us back?

Or would it make it worse?

Tell me the truth

Written in 2008, at the end of my first engagement.

(C) Tabatha Goughneour

Don’t go (Part I), a TBT poem by Tabatha

Don’t let go of me yet,

I don’t want to go right now

Not like this, not like this.

Please don’t cry those tears,

I have plenty of my own-

Here on my shirt so softly they fall.

We both knew this day would arrive,

Yet the time went by so fast.

Hold me like it was yesterday

And like we had forever,

And like we had forever.

Kiss me with those lips full of passion

And hold my hand tightly.

The distance will be hard,

But I know we can make it.

I love you , you love me.

We part as the bell rings.

I walk away and I see you cry.

I never wanted to say goodbye,

Yet it’s all I can do.

Written on the last day before departing for Basic training with the Navy 2005

(C) Tabatha Goughneour 2005