Vintage Me

“Seemingly distant–

Missing the piece I never knew

Awake even in sleep

Tired but lucidly aware–

Verging on purgatory and ambivalence–

With a twist of euphoria to break up the monotony.

Glimpses of light exiting to darkness

Independent only when dependent

Seeking for the search

Afraid of the answer

Contaminated soul trying to be strained

Boundaries crossed

And wanting more

Sick of making decisions

Scared of the real ‘you’–

Unsure of why

In search of the truth

I come to you

Alone.” -Shea 2010


14 Responses to “Vintage Me”

  1. welcome linking in a poem to our potluck today, Thanks in advance!

    an award will be given upon participation this week.

  2. Dayummmmmmmmmmmm! AS IN GOOD, REAL GOOD! Hope you do not mind the expletive…I totally enjoyed your piece. Happy potluck! 🙂

  3. Searching for yourself? A little confused as to the message/theme, but enjoyed the words/their juxtaposition nonetheless


    Luke @ WordSalad

    (mine are here –

  4. I missed you when I read your entry from last week..

    cool you.

    I can relate…
    love your work here.

  5. very moved by your writing. nice work!

  6. Dear Shea
    I liked it very much.. your use of words, imagery and thoughts is so beautiful intertwined.. like ‘Contaminated soul trying to be strained’…. Thanks for sharing..

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    Twitter: @VerseEveryDay

  7. Independent only when dependent

    …champion line…felt.

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