You Can’t Will It So.

Published on by Tosha Michelle

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I know we’ve just met,
and you think I’m well
put together. But don’t
be surprised when I fall
apart on you, and ramble
on incoherently about
my insecurities and how
sometimes I feel like a
black hole. But that’s okay
because I never trusted
stars any way.

God, I’m tired.
Will you put me
in your car and
take me home?

I want to rest now.
May I sit at your feet
for awhile and share
my shadows?

Did you know, in the
story of my life,
I often feel trapped in a
washing machine set on
and endless spin cycle?

And guess who can’t swim,
and how did sharks get in here?

Doesn’t it all sound so hopeless
and bleak in a Bronte way?
Emily, not Charlotte.

It isn’t. Note, I’m always happier
and sadder than my poetry suggest.

And there’s no moors and
Heathcliff (that sorry bastard)
moved to France forgetting
Cathy ever existed.
(fils de pute)

It seems to me art and
life are more than nothing.

And there’s a soulful sweetness
in the sound of my soul dropping,
even if it’s shy and barely there.

I’m here to tell you, it’s all about
being filthy with yearning and grief,
and the knowledge that living
is all in the brightening and darkening,
in the hurricane swirl of emotions
that cracks our skulls and disintegrates
our hearts to bits and starts them
up again.

Maybe that’s why I’m forever
kissing the sand and waiting
as the ocean swallows my
name again and again.

-Tosha Michelle

62 thoughts on “You Can’t Will It So.”

    1. Hello darling one, often my life is far removed from my poetry. The feelings and conflict in my moody soul are all too real though. If your interested in the more mundane story of life happy to share it with you outside of WP. Sending lots of love and light your way.

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    1. I’m sorry. I wish I could give you a hug. I can lend an ear if it’s ever needed. I think for many of us writing is therapy. For me, it is also a way to escape reality for awhile and live in another dimension.

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      1. It has been therapeutic for me. I never knew how many of us there were out there and how much support and grace would be so readily given.
        “Cyber hugs” are always welcome and appreciated. šŸ™‚

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  12. As always, your thoughts relate to so many. Beautiful. Writing is therapeutic for life’s journey. It’s like a long weekend when you get an extra day off from work that you so desperately need.

    Love you,
    Ellie

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  16. You are magnificent. You know that already but I want to tell you again.

    Emily, not Charlotte.

    Im in love with both Bronte Sisters..
    But I understand

    *sigh* ā¤

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