You’ve captured that exact place between longing and reckoning, the tension of wanting someone close, and knowing the walls are theirs, not yours. The lines about “resident in limbo / emotionally akimbo”, that’s the gut-punch of truth.
It’s a piece that doesn’t just feel hurt, it catalogs it, frames it, and still lets it breathe. The bleed and the waiting, the echoes of what was, you don’t need to fix it, you need to sit in it, and you’ve done that brilliantly.
Brilliant.
Thank you Sara
This is yet another absolutely excellent work from PancakeSushi .
It reminds me of a part of a lyric I wrote for my song, Don’t Breathe. I hope you don’t mind my sharing here…
I wish I knew what I could do
To make you know that I miss you
And even though you sit here every day
You've blocked yourself, no words you say
Thank you Ira, I like your song, thank you for sharing it. You're always welcome to do so
I appreciate that! Exile really did hit me.
Heartfelt and so honest...wow
Thank you C
I’m split open where you ripped me at the seam.
You’ve captured that exact place between longing and reckoning, the tension of wanting someone close, and knowing the walls are theirs, not yours. The lines about “resident in limbo / emotionally akimbo”, that’s the gut-punch of truth.
It’s a piece that doesn’t just feel hurt, it catalogs it, frames it, and still lets it breathe. The bleed and the waiting, the echoes of what was, you don’t need to fix it, you need to sit in it, and you’ve done that brilliantly.
Thank you Dipti
Stunning, felt that deeply Mike.
Thank you Dorie
Painfully beautiful 🤎
Thank you Mysteries and Cookies
This is quite raw. Good art.
Thank you Bran
The loss and the pain in the words feels palpable.
Thank you Maria. It was
Very nice!! Great writing PS - brilliant bold and beautiful.
Thank you Clinton
Ofc my pleasure to read your post loving it! And also thank you so much for your support. You’re awesome.
That last image, the bolt left in place like a souvenir you didn’t ask for, hit me right in the ribs... I hate how real that feels...
Thank you Asuka
Beautiful. Very REAL.
Thank you
Such pain is forever lodged, uncomfortably, silently "caged behind closed teeth". Reverberation of your torment received.
Wonderfully relayed, my friend. 🪶
Thank you Dani
Raw and emotional! Great job!
Thank you Mike
This poem feels like someone trying to speak through a hurt that never really healed.
I can feel the tear at the seam that moment when something breaks and you’re left holding the pieces.
The silence you describe is heavy, the kind you keep because you think no one wants to hear your pain.
The questions about being too much or not enough hit in a very real, very human way.
There’s such an ache in missing someone’s smile and mind while still carrying the wound they left behind.
I love how you show both people hiding behind walls, thinking it protects them when it only deepens the distance.
The image of waiting outside someone’s emotional fortress is painfully vivid.
The bolts, the bleeding, the wondering it all makes the heartbreak feel physical.
That final truth you carry, the wound you refuse to erase, lingers long after the poem ends.
It reads like an exile not from a place, but from a person you still feel far too deeply.
Thank you APC. She probably has a very different tale on this, admittedly, but what lays at the core is the same
Really raw with an intense feeling of longing and regret running throughout. Powerful writing. I loved it.
Thank you Gary
So damn powerful, Mike. I love every word.
Thank you Chris