Rush

So good to see your creative though often painful words. As always I missed you and glad to see you post. Write on lady.

Amanda, your pain seeps through every word, may you have such peace as you so need. I'm pleased to see you here, I worry about you.

"So I can seek a new drug

A piece of peace

A shot of serenity

A chance at a chance"

If I were but to sleep
I might find solace there
but i have not the means
for life just doesn't care

I have felt your words! poignant and excellent write. If these feelings are personal, many hugs and blessings to you!

This is part of a write you inspired. i have put a link to here on my post. I believe in giving credit where it is due!

It's so good to see you, Amanda and to read your riveting poetry. Keep writing...:)

Greetings Amanda,
I haven't been in here for a long time and I only drop by in between seasons, but your name came into my inbox as a ray of " your long golden sun hair" and your deep eyes were looking at me from far away.

I feel your pain, the pain of a wounded soul who cannot bear the limitation imposed by the mind and body and your cry for another chance. There is something mysterious in your voice and words but so clear to the sensitive ear of my being. Somehow I feel in depth what is going on in your mind and from so far away but so near in the same time I am sending you healing love to heal your wounds and if you will feel this loving energy even for an hour in the non existing time, then I am happy I could let my inner voice reach you in the ocean of vibrant energy.

love and inner peace accross the Agean

Amanda, you are so talented and your words plug us right in to the shocking current of your experience. Excellent.

Now I see why Lisa wrote about being inspired by your writing. I definitely agree with her. This is so strong it actually hurts me. Amazing writing here. Wishes.

Very powerful, Amanda (came here by way of Lisa). I like that it ends with the search and hope for peace of mind. If that is the ultimate destination, we can bear the bruises along the way...

Beautiful, scary, deeply sad and very visual. Thanks for sharing this intensely emotional piece.

Very intense piece. There is always a war waging inside me that makes me seek new solutions and new fixes. There is a longing for peace yet fear my soul will always be restless.

This is a gripping look at the body as a prison. It brings to mind Dylan's song I Shall be Released.

I rushed to read this knowing that before I did, I would find your unique gift of expression and be satisfied. The taste for your poetry is much like the subject of this piece. I feel the rush of satisfaction to experience your mind in all its clarity when you reveal the craving for a temporary state of being and the frustration for the cost to the mind and body.
I love your poetry and like others, thrill to see you here.
You are now featured on Poet's Weekly Muse.
Every stanza stands out as I just tried to pick a favorite. It's all powerfully good.
You might want to add the "r" if you wanted the word "asunder"

Hi Jan and all the others who loves Amanda.
She went through a difficult time and was not able to thank you for all the comments left in here. She pinged my profile explaining what happened and asked me to tell you about.

Have a nice Sunday

Missed you Amanda, I see you are still fighting the old demons, I fear for them for the day you topple them as I am sure you will. Painfilled write but again talent reigns strong. Great one Amanda.

Painfully brilliant, Amanda.....I can't come into Gather as much anymore, but was pleased to see you're still writing and creating....Big hugs to you, my dear.

Powerful, painful....

Well-expressed

A painful write for you. Expressed very well. I hope you find peace that you well deserve. . I haven't read a very much of your work. But you have a following of friends. I do wish for you happiness in your future. Keep writting.

Amanda,

Take the chance, get well, you're loved. Make that enough. I found you because I memorized your gather page and check off and on.
Featured in Poets, New and Old,

with love,

Marilyn

There is no one who writes such razor-sharp, pared down-to-the-bone poetry as you, Amanda. Thrills me, impresses me and touches me emotionally every time. Loved the alliteration at the end. Hugs to you, my friend - it's been a while. Hang in there one day at a time.

Hey Amanda - A friend told me about this piece...and I am not disappointed. I fear you know this rush all too well, and now we all get a strong whiff of that sweaty, gritty, frantic, single-purposed quest. You develop this perfectly, from the disdain for self, through the compulsion to satisfy that need, and then, only after making love to your scars and tearing your skin again, can you find the composure to seek for a better way. I'm marveling at this, Amanda, not only for the brutal, forthrightness with which it tells this tragedy, but for your natural gift at putting such an explosive and all-consuming demon into such an accessible, tight little package. Very, very nice to read your writing again.

Wow! Gripping and superb write. I found you via Lisa's post and am very impressed. I hope you'll join my group, The Poet's Circle. I'd love to continue to read your work.

Amanda. How I have missed you...so much....

This is a prayerlike poem, a plea, that takes the reader from a world of pain to sanctity. I felt as I were along the journey feeling your pain and wanting your joy.

Amanda, as always you have my heart in your hands when I read your work.

Yes to "A chance at a chance."

A sad portrait of addiction.