Tick TockA Poem by Julianna Marie
My words float through the air,
and bounce off your eardrums-- What a steady beat. The hands flew off the clock-- spinning dizzying circles shining like your pupils. The glassy pools under your eyelids have mixed so well with the wallpaper of my memories. You will never waste my time again. Your cardboard hands, your styrofoam teeth-- I could never keep up with your constant reinventions. I lie awake now, trying to catch my words you let float away. I lie awake now, trying to watch the clock tick in slow motion-- What a steady beat. You will never waste my time again. Our eyes facing inwards so that we can see what a mirror could never show, images, thoughts within mean nothing until they are projected-- Until then, you just have a lot of secrets with yourself. Secrets were always your specialty, weren't they? weren't they? I will keep my voice to a whisper, so as not to wake you. I constantly lie awake, retracing my footsteps that you covered so mysteriously. I have tried, I have searched-- the sun grew tired and let the night take over. No matter where I look, its as if you never existed. Our eyes locked in the most passionate kiss, I could stay this way. It would be much too easy for me to smile and pretend-- to miss you when you go, and love you when you return. I am screaming for you to just please be consistent. Love me, Love me, Love me. Tell me I am not ordinary, To you, am I special? You will never waste my time again. Trust in the form of a double-edged knife, my hope dangling on a mangled string like something you forgot. I have never been so scared: you have become nothing to me. But nothing, I could never forget. I realized today that no one really knows anyone, and that scares me. I cannot sleep, my mind paints such bright lights, that my eyes wince, but will not shut. Without the weight of you, my heartbeat has quickened-- What a steady beat. © 2010 Julianna Marie |
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Added on May 11, 2010 Last Updated on May 11, 2010 AuthorJulianna MarieSeattle, WAAboutI'm a 21 year old girl living in Seattle, student/poet/barista. I believe in art, poetry, psychology, and music-- I don't think its safe to believe in much else. more..Writing
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