maybe never

nothing
     ever could
save me

warning signs
     2AM
...never could
          sleep     
          anyway

your voice 
     found me
late
     that
          first time
and i remember
thinking

maybe the hands     
     weren’t always
          mine

maybe there was
ours
     an us
     to feel a we

in moonlit rays
     of hope

did you know
     i was almost?

or was the sun
     too bright
in your eyes

to feel the
     maybe breath
of our 
     never
               lives

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

Wow. I am so impressed. I will read on ...

[ChemicalMadness]

thank you!

[lost girl]

Mine happen at 3:33am by 7:30 am i cant even remember who I am. what if(s) are always written by uncertain hands.....coulda been by uncertain hearts....Someday(s) by poets. I feel this very heavy in my soul.

[ChemicalMadness]

Thanks for the words, LG. I always enjoy your feedback!
CM.

[Horizon K.]

So elegant and sadly beautiful, CM... There are pieces of a broken heart, scattered down across this page... The hope, for a "we" to come into an existence, in real spaces... The maybe breath of our never lives...

[ChemicalMadness]

Thank you so much, Horizon. Good to see and hear from you ;)
CM.

[Ghost of Jupiter]

Again, left stumbling... "to feel the maybe breath of our never lives" simply amazing. The almost, the what if, could it have been more.. feeling of this write speaks to my heart. The dreamer or hopeless romantic, what ever you want to call it, in me attached to these words. Beautiful work, truly blissful.

[ChemicalMadness]

So glad you connected with this! Thanks for the feedback...i'm always happy to see you've stopped in.
CM.

[fictionletsusfly]

Wow.

There is powerful emotion here. Concrete enough to be understood, and abstract enough to leave enough to the imagination, to be felt deeply. My writing teacher always said: "The more you leave to the imagination, the more powerful your writing will be. People's imagination will always create something more astounding than any words you could say."

That's why I value this kind poetry. Rough, raw, honest, real.

Plus, I'm going through something right now that this poem reflects, and I just felt it hard. So thanks for this :) Keep up the good work, friend.

-- Tessa

[ChemicalMadness]

i'm so glad you found something here...thank you for your kind words

CM.