Jump

Jump

A Poem by Jen_ma_cat

What if I jump
And moments 
Before my toes emerge into the water
Time stops
And I stay in suspense
For all of eternity

My heart would still beat
And the ocean waves would still move
But I 
Would freeze in midair 
I could still feel the sea breeze
Comb through my hair

Maybe time wouldn't stop
Just me
Things would go on
The world would still spin
The sun would still set and rise
I could watch it every day
Set and Rise

Watch the day turn tomorrow 
Without going into tomorrow 
And I could watch today turn to yesterday
Without ever leaving today
I would just stay in a hole between times
Never facing the next and leaving the last

What if while I stood in the air
Between times
Watching the days turn to dust
I could be forgotten
No
Nonexistent 

If I was never here in the first place
Then I would have never experienced
Things like pain
Sadness 
Heart break

Things like love 
And happiness
Would be separated from my body
Before I jump
Those things would stay in moving time

So maybe, just maybe
When I jump
My toes won't ever touch the ocean
Maybe I would freeze
And watch everything around me
Leaving my small measure of joy
To someone else 
And taking all the hurt with me
Cause no one deserves my pain
No one but me

The world can't be that different with
One 
Less 
Person

© 2016 Jen_ma_cat


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Dark, sincere, and amazing. I couldn't stop reading once that I started, and I enjoyed every bit of it.
Well done and keep on writing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Jen_ma_cat

8 Years Ago

Thank you.

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Added on April 9, 2016
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Tags: Jump, poem, sad, time, ocean, thoughtful, pain, hurt, sea, sunset, sunrise

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Jen_ma_cat
Jen_ma_cat

Northampton, MA



About
Well I guess I'm a junior now. Am I ready? Ha, no. I don't post often, only when I feel inspired. I'm 16 years old and I might be the only 16 year old on the planet who wishes they weren't. I like art.. more..

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A Poem by Jen_ma_cat