Turmoil of a Thousand Voices

[evolvingwolf]

Turmoil of a Thousand Voices
I am feeling broken and disconnected
Like a puzzle piece left all alone
I crave and desperately need his touch
Only he can heal the wounds that are so raw
Torturous voices berate my mind
All fighting for a way to be heard and released
Not able to pick up a pen to write
It feels like it burns my hand…
My heart is screaming in my chest for his closeness
My inner wolf howling inside my soul
I need release; I need his voice to caress my ears
Yet he is so far away and unable to come to me
So tired… all I want is to be laying in his arms
Protected from the world and loved ‘til the end
But for now Sister Wolf paces inside of me
Waiting to go home to her mate.

I know this poem might not make sense to anyone, but I sometimes use poetry as a form for journaling... this is one such example.  

[Wolfen Princess]

I get the point of the poem, and I like the various descriptions you use. It's pretty powerful, though it is a little confusing but since you said it is your journal I'm not sure if you want to fix it.  

[evolvingwolf]

I appreciate your feedback! When I do these kind of poems, my writing does tend to be scattered... but it's okay. I suppose if it wasn't it wouldn't be me. I do write poems that are less confusing to others, but this one I don't believe should be changed.  

[Devlyn Maycry]

I do the same with my poems alot, and i think this makes sense, it's a little choppy, and at times confusing, but as it's your journal in a way i wouldn't want you to change it.  

[evolvingwolf]

Aww thanks! One of my latest poems called My Loving Obsession you may like. ^_^  

[Nyrihaz]

Some parts are a bit confusing, but all in all, the poem is powerful and unique, and if this is a journal --well, it makes sense for it to be confusing. Somethings are only for the inner heart to understand. 3nodding

"Torturous voices berate my mind
All fighting for a way to be heard and released
Not able to pick up a pen to write
It feels like it burns my hand…"

I specially like those four verses,. They paint a very real, very vivid picture in my head. Sometimes all we want to do is scream but we don't find the voice, same thing goes to writing, and you explain it very well.  

[EstoPerpetua]

Wow *dabs eyes with a hankerchief*, very powerful. I cried. Although I have yet to experience love, I feel its presence intertwined with your words. This is by far one of the best poems I have read.