In the wake of today’s wake my heart’s awakened
by the face of a boy holding a smile
although his father will never reciprocate
Poetry in Charleston, SC
In the wake of today’s wake my heart’s awakened
by the face of a boy holding a smile
although his father will never reciprocate
A cliché is a cliché
At least that’s what they say
A feeling only makes you feel
Some type of way
The trees sway, and sway
As the wind blows down the way
And the leaves take flight
Following the breeze
Down the breezeway
And the alliteration aligns
With my emotions
This time
It all makes sense for once
But that’s a lie I
Tell myself
As I try to cry
To show myself that I
Understand something else
This thing,
Belongs to no man
Or woman or
Animal or
Plant
No such behavior has been exhibited by
A car or an ant
For I feel this feeling:
A cold touch (how cliché)
As if I’ve been swallowed
By the shadow of a ghost
A love lost
An undead host
A heart beats
Yet no blood flows
As I follow the shadow of a ghost
It starts out fine,
Just tryin to help yourself repair
From everything,
All because it makes you not care.
You start doing it more,
Everybody keeps asking why
And what you say is
“I just like the high
“I love the feeling,
The release of all my fears,
The calm in my mind
When everything disappears.
When time stands still,
And I stop caring about it all.
When my heartbeat slows,
And everything seems so small.
The chills that spin me around
As it runs through my veins.
And the shivers down my back
As it hits me like a hurricane.
I know you don’t understand,
And I know you think it’s strange,
I know it’s hard to watch,
But realize I’m not ready to change.”
As the years go by,
The addiction grows.
You’ve lost who you were,
All because this is what you chose.
You’re getting sad now
So you go pick up some new stuff,
Cuz the old stuff isn’t working,
And when you finally take that puff
Your life starts to play like a movie,
Your palms start sweating,
And your body starts shaking.
All you can do is start regretting.
Regretting all the choices you made,
All the people you hurt,
All the times you never listened,
Because you weren’t concerned.
Remembering all the their faces
As they begged you to quit,
As they heard you say you couldn’t,
And as you watched their hearts split.
Now you’re lying there cold and alone,
A lesson learned too late.
Hoping people remember the good in you,
And praying nobody seals the same fate.
What if it all stopped
What if it all just went away
What if it was all just over
What if I never saw another day
Would people miss me
Or would I just be a memory
Would people come visit
Or would it take too much energy?
What if I never saw you again
What if you never saw me
What if I went away forever
What if it was a guarantee