Emerged

Emerged

A Poem by Jax Ann

Emerged

Why I am so tormented by the dreams of a life that I don’t live
Why does what I see frightens me?
I see myself smiling but cant see at or at who
There’s nothing but darkness surrounding me
There’s a glimmer of light above me but it was so far way
It gets closer and it becomes brighter, I hear noises
Like a voice calling for help but I cant see anything
I saw myself then look down at her feet and grinded greatly and laughed loudly
That’s when the light became bright enough for me to see
To see another hanging at the edge, struggling to hang on for her life
It was other me.
Standing close to the edge, the other me stop laughing and looked on at her
Deep in to her eyes and said “ Give up! Just give up! No one wants or cares about you! Just disappear!”
With those words, I found myself suddenly in the position of the other me hanging off the edge
I could feel my arms getting weak but those words echoed in my ears
Couldn’t find a reason to keep hanging on
So I let go , I gave up on living
I saw the other me getting further away and smile that was upon her face
The smile seemed like she was satisfied
Then it went dark
Again I found myself in the other me, standing on the edge
Looking down into the darkness and smiling
I feel satisfaction and the feeling of being free
As if I have been trapped or caged for a lifetime without seeing light
The light burned my eyes and skin but I bared it because it was something I had longed for
Even though I was in pain, it also brought me pleasure
A new me had emerged from the darkness
But it seems like it wasn’t the first time it has happened
As the light grows closer, I looked down below and saw empty shells
Shells of myself

© 2016 Jax Ann


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Jax Ann
Jax Ann

Barbados



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