CloserA Poem by E.J.ByrnesFreeverse..Just needed to write.
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What is that..? Thump..Thump.. There it is again. Thump.. Could it be..? ... Oh.. It's gone. Silly little heart. I should have known better than to have thought that you would Beat again. Amazing. How a single glance at you Both takes my breath away And brings me to life But a peek at her Stills it again. It shouldn't. It really shouldn't. I'm such a silly little girl. With a silly little mind. Thinking silly little thoughts. And drawing silly little hearts On her notebook when she should in fact Be studying. But my mind is overcome by thoughts of you. By thoughts of her. My eyes are overcome by tears Of what is. Of what has been. Of what will be. They never seem to stop. And surprisingly, I never seem to sob. That's how you tell the deviation, you know. Between my tears. Heavy sobbing is the result of stress buildup. There is no abstaining. No refusing it. It's sporadic. It's emotional. It's ridiculous I admit. But when my breathing stills And I close my eyes I ponder the lies. And gaze at the dark blue sky and Breathe. Then...a tear. Just one at first. Then many. A sweet cascade of memories.. . . . . Falls. Bittersweet. They fall unceremoniously to the ground.. A sweet,tender, smile is exchanged. But not between us. It's her.. This thing inside me- This machine This implement This incessant apparatus Threatens to breach my chest and Lash out It confounds me.. No, controls me! I want to be rid of it and these dim attentions.. I want you to be happy.. So I close my eyes And gaze once more at the sky and Pray. The only thing that brings me comfort or solace. I pray for my lips So that they won't loose poison I pray for my mind So that it will pacify I pray for my fingertips So that when you caress mine I will have the strength to Return the gesture. I pray for my eyes So that when she comes to stand Closer to you I can look away. You are my world, My universe. And in this black hole that she has constructed I am a cosmic castaway. I can see it In the way she laughs, In the way you embrace. I'm such a silly little girl Writing silly little words in the back of her notebook. For now I would rather | | ...Sink... into this Beautiful Cancerous Lie. Thump...Thump....Thump..
What is that..? Thump..Thump.. There it is again. Thump.. Could it be..? ... Oh.. It's gone. © 2011 E.J.ByrnesAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorE.J.ByrnesWest Monroe, LAAboutHullo! My name is Emily. : ) I am a music education major-currently in my sophomore year of college. Hmm..things I love: cinnamon, vanilla, jazz, vintage, maroon, music, beignets, and hiking. Things.. more..Writing
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