Lost

It's fiction, but writing it out helps me not go back

His name doesn't matter

there have been so many

Always hopeful, always trusting

Why do I let this happen to myself.

 

Wishes and fishes

turned around a million times

and lost forever.

 

Dime a dozen.

 

running away now

Flailing

wringing my hands and

running

crying.

so lost.

 

Bed slug

don't move

don't think don't feel.

STOP IT.

STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT.

Numb.

Go get the knife

 

Little slices

careful

careful now.

Feel free. Let go

Then remember and

go feed the dog.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"Wishes and fishes
turned around a million times
and lost forever"
I like the rhyme and the short statements. The poem left me with questions and wanting to know more. I like your poetry. Your poem is active and the poetry alive with energy. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[RubyOmma]

Thank you for taking the time to read and post a review. I sure appreciate it.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[AaronFreitas]

Crazy write.... very true what you say about slicing then go feed the dog. It's as if it becomes part of everyday normalcy. Good job

[RubyOmma]

Glad you read it. not my but the writing seems to help it stay away, I hope it does for you as well.
J

[Duke Teager]

Love the opening line. "bed slug", "numb" and "little slices" convey heavy meaning from the piece. The short staby lines adds to the overall feeling. 'remembering to feed the dog' seems to be an emerging from this feeling. Nice work.

[Donna-Marie]

Love that I can feel the deep emotions come through your words. The more I read it the more it stirs up emotions, the deeper it goes. I know these feelings and you have put them together so concisely. Sad, disturbing but love it.

[MoriartyMesa]

Well part of me is responding to your most recent visit to stop by and say hello. But most of my lacking of grace sort of fella came by to pay respect to a beautiful piece of work and I must say enjoyed the mental images you expressed.


10 out of 10 in my book, and everybody is somebody, not just nobodies

[Liriel Luna]

Wow that was intense! It evokes the feeling of being torn between, of course, the slipping toward insanity and self-harm as well as the dire need and requirement to keep one's sh*t together. I like the frenetic, chaotic energy, how it almost sounds like inane babble and yet not (does that make sense?) I can just see the speaker practically balled up and rocking in the corner with this. Wonderfully done!

[Steve L.]

Wish there was an "off" button for feelings...Love the flow of the poem!!

[Md. Ziaul Haque]

Nice one! I liked it a lot.

[Coyote Song]

An excellent poem. Sometimes hurting oneself can make one feel, numb the pain, or just gain control of ones out of control emotions.

[RubyOmma]

Thank you for taking the time to read and comment! I sure appreciate it!

[Coyote Song]

You're welcome.