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Miss Understanding
At what point do misunderstandings become worrisome
Is it based on their context or consistency?
How do you find ways to let go
When misinterpretations become easier to hold onto
Is miscommunication acceptable
Only to a certain degree
Or is it something that persists
An issue that sustains
If so how do you get used to it?
How does one get themselves accustom to
The fact that at any minute
Unintentionality could cause your world to break
How do you see clearly
When clouded judgment starts to feel like
The only clarification
That's ever truly being reached
Where do you turn to for comfort?
For hope that maybe some way, a way out of the smoke exists
Do undiscovered methods lurk somewhere
A place I've not yet been fortunate enough to access?
Because lately at the end of every circle
We keep on yielding the same results
Touches of progress do linger
But how much further do we move?
You and I remain stuck
Drifting in places in time
That no longer bring me comfort
Or assuredness like times before
I miss the warmth I once felt
Now only brought to me during cold nights
Given in intermittent doses
I long for frequency it once entailed
I wonder what happened to change your view
Or what I've done wrong to make you feel the need to drift
Maybe it was that I put you first too many times
And gave off the impression I had no trouble being last
Or perhaps it was that I unleashed my heart too often
My deep expressions got the best of me and
You couldn't voice your discomfort with my emotions
Never believing your actions would speak on your behalf
I'd have rather heard it in words
Silence has a way of killing
Slicing through to the core
Because actions always complement its wrath
And it hurts to be told
But even more not to know
I can make the choice with ease
Please free me of this speculation
Once confident in forward direction
Now I just notice that I wanna go back
To times where hope I felt would grow
And be nurtured by your very presence
I remember how you used to touch me
And capture me in the emotionality of all that this was
Instinctual affirmation of meaning
With little room to question it
Now I don't know where to go
Or even what I should do
What is it in us that causes us to jump to assumption
And is there a way to stop that from being less of the norm?
Is there a line of too many misunderstandings
And have we crossed it?
Because they say that time fixes all
But much time has passed and still I remain broken
Have we misunderstood
Our shared understanding
Or am I misunderstanding
My own self
Can understanding be found
Or have we lost comprehension
Of how differences can combine
To create something great
I miss understanding
How to make it through
And I miss understanding
You
Is it based on their context or consistency?
How do you find ways to let go
When misinterpretations become easier to hold onto
Is miscommunication acceptable
Only to a certain degree
Or is it something that persists
An issue that sustains
If so how do you get used to it?
How does one get themselves accustom to
The fact that at any minute
Unintentionality could cause your world to break
How do you see clearly
When clouded judgment starts to feel like
The only clarification
That's ever truly being reached
Where do you turn to for comfort?
For hope that maybe some way, a way out of the smoke exists
Do undiscovered methods lurk somewhere
A place I've not yet been fortunate enough to access?
Because lately at the end of every circle
We keep on yielding the same results
Touches of progress do linger
But how much further do we move?
You and I remain stuck
Drifting in places in time
That no longer bring me comfort
Or assuredness like times before
I miss the warmth I once felt
Now only brought to me during cold nights
Given in intermittent doses
I long for frequency it once entailed
I wonder what happened to change your view
Or what I've done wrong to make you feel the need to drift
Maybe it was that I put you first too many times
And gave off the impression I had no trouble being last
Or perhaps it was that I unleashed my heart too often
My deep expressions got the best of me and
You couldn't voice your discomfort with my emotions
Never believing your actions would speak on your behalf
I'd have rather heard it in words
Silence has a way of killing
Slicing through to the core
Because actions always complement its wrath
And it hurts to be told
But even more not to know
I can make the choice with ease
Please free me of this speculation
Once confident in forward direction
Now I just notice that I wanna go back
To times where hope I felt would grow
And be nurtured by your very presence
I remember how you used to touch me
And capture me in the emotionality of all that this was
Instinctual affirmation of meaning
With little room to question it
Now I don't know where to go
Or even what I should do
What is it in us that causes us to jump to assumption
And is there a way to stop that from being less of the norm?
Is there a line of too many misunderstandings
And have we crossed it?
Because they say that time fixes all
But much time has passed and still I remain broken
Have we misunderstood
Our shared understanding
Or am I misunderstanding
My own self
Can understanding be found
Or have we lost comprehension
Of how differences can combine
To create something great
I miss understanding
How to make it through
And I miss understanding
You
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