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Summary

The text describes an individual's intense desire for emotional and physical connection with another person, juxtaposed with their own feelings of inadequacy and emotional decay that prevent them from achieving this bond.

Abstract

The narrative captures the internal struggle of a person deeply attracted to someone who is putting in effort to be alluring. Despite the encouragement and magnetic appeal of the object of their affection, the narrator grapples with the fear of never truly discovering the depth of their connection, as they are desperate to conceal their own deteriorating mental state and the fact that they feel only half alive inside. The text conveys a sense of longing to explore the other person's sensuality and to experience the pleasure of their company, while also acknowledging the augmentation of imagination that fills the void left by unfulfilled desires. The realization of the narrator's own emotional unpreparedness and the fear of revealing their inner turmoil create a stalemate, leaving them unable to act on their desires, trapped behind a blissful expression that belies their broken interior.

Opinions

  • The narrator admires the other person's efforts to be attractive and feels a strong desire to connect with them on a deep level.
  • There is a sense of self-consciousness and fear of rejection due to the narrator's own perceived inadequacies and emotional fragility.
  • The narrator's internal conflict is characterized by a desperate need to maintain a façade that hides their true, decaying mental state.
  • There is an acknowledgment that the narrator's imagination enhances their desire, perhaps to the point of it being unrealistic or unattainable.
  • The text suggests that the narrator is paralyzed by their own emotional issues, which prevents them from reaching out and forming a genuine connection with the other person.

Stalemate

Want but can’t have

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She is doing everything she can to be hypnotic. The sound of encouragement should make her magnetic.

Will I discover? Will I never find? Desperate to hide my disguise, cover up my decaying mind.

I fancy digging deep inside her purely. See her quiver, skin ready to divide a decision.

Will I discover how she tastes? Will I never find how pleasurable she is?

Imaginations augment. Desperate to hide I’m half alive inside.

She is doing everything she can to conjoin. I am so unprepared for the sound of dismay. As she discovers my obliteration.

I can’t touch, I can’t react. A blissful expression can’t break my alienation. Inside I am too broken to mend.

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Sex
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