The Journey

The Journey

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt

Faltering ego left to fall

I am a pioneer.

There can be no misunderstanding

I will be gone in a whisper.

Try as you may to keep me

Attempts to no avail.

The distance grows

My attention shifts

I am a changed woman.

No time to remember.

Life begins at last.

 

Days which seem eternal.

I live only for the occasion.

Hands on shoulders

Beats in my chest

Flashes of light in my eyes.

I am unrecognizable

Potion hits my lips

Poison fills my lungs

Illusions fill my mind

I am lost at last.

 

Nights turn to nightmares

I can not escape

Tragedy a regular fixture

The scenes are not my own.

Tears shed not for me

Lovers faces change

Facts show true finally.

I realize in time

I realized too late.

Notice given

I leave at last.

 

Paths walked again

Steps taken in remorse

I return to the crime scene.

Charges long since dropped.

I walk in an aquitted stride.

Demons need facing

I tend to my heart.

Advice long ignored, reconsidered

Stories finally gotten straight.

I do not deny you now

© 2008 Sarah McKeever Hitt


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Added on February 9, 2008
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Sarah McKeever Hitt
Sarah McKeever Hitt

Chicago, IL



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