The Bottle's Finnished.

The Bottle's Finnished.

A Poem by Jordy
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Never thought this day would arrive, But only .. How could I survive? You'd beg and plead were you the one I really need? No no no! Get out of my head! Your promised me things , could I trust you? No no no! F**K! I'm stuck, frozen in place. Late nights, Can't sleep? Pop a pill or two, try again. Can't sleep? Take some more, don't worry it will end, but would it help me mend?. The bottles finished, I'm dizzy, what can I do? I collapse. I see it, that light I thought I would never see, am I dreaming? I try to scream but my voice is finished. I can't hear my self. Try try try again! heres the next attempt, theres nothing there. The lights getting brighter, oh know SCREAM SCREAM SCREAM. Go on , you mannage a gasp, I hear voices. Please be my worst nightmear. The lights getting more dim, I'm running away, My voice is comming back I can feel it. Scream for the heck of it, so I do. The voices are getting louder, the light; no more than a speck.Goodbye light, it's pitch dark,the voices are screaming, Yelling my name.Open your eyes! Here it goes. First attempt: failed. C'mon open, Second attemp: They're too heavy, last attemp.... There are the voices yelling,getting quieter., look what you did , you put your family in tears.they are frightend. Fix...Fix.....Fix... FIX! Smile please co opperate. I'm begging you, I mannaged to show them some teeth, Mother, is gasping in relief. No longer tears of fear but tears of joy. I look around the room. To find him, the smile fades, eyebrows pulled together, managed to give you a frightening look. Leave..Leave..Leave...GET OUT! and he runs, runs I can't see him. Jordan , what have you done? Run..Runn..Run! Go after him, your hurt him,  he hurt you, don't do it. DO IT! RUN! I'm on my feet, and out of that hell hole. I hadn't realized I was screaming your name, I continue anyway, bear feet, I see him he slows. stops, and stares, I stop frozen in place. Again, I'm staggering. I'm about to faint, he approaching me slowly, theres three of him now. I'm falling back, eyes closed expecting a brutal fall. But theres somthing in the way. It cought me, eyes opened now. He stares at me, our eyes locked, I'm cold , I'm a frozen statue, I'm not breathing, Neither is he, it's raining I'm soaking wet, there are voices again. Vision is focusing now. He's real, he's here, voices are screaming now. I'm dead I know it. I'm done, gone forever. I can feel it, until I'm gasping for air. he sets me on the cold wet grass, the rain has stopped, the sun rising. I could feel his breath on my face. Nope I'm here, I'm alive, gasping for air, like I was drowning, my lungs letting as much air in as possible. Now I'm panting, the voices have given up.Our eyes still locked. Still in shock. He kissed me. The panting stops, he's cold, embrass him. You love him! Do it! And I do, But I'm still dizzy, I fall back to the grass. the sun is up bye now, I stare at the sky to find a heart shaped cloud, couldn't help but smile. It's over, start new. It all ends with three little words.

© 2008 Jordy


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Wow.
This was overwhelming.
I liked it though.
-E.M.R

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