nine thirty

Loved someone who played me. Saw all signs of dishonesty and friends telling me but ignored, broken hearted I met someone new.

Nine thirty

I thought I had finally mastered the art of the immortal emotion so they say. I was so determined to see myself through with this one. Patience had become my middle name, I never got tired of waiting for that beeping green light . I was so soaked in, even talking to the moon made sense. I knew everything before it was actually communicated to me....see I once touched the stars. I got carried away to an extent that I started missing my brainstorming appointments with the buddy, as if that was all, I could see her lips move but never heard a sound. Until one day I went skiing and I broke my spine. My body was reluctant to go but I had ignored that, my ears echoed a fracture sound for days but my thoughts kept me occupied so I fooled myself. Since then I went to a coma:
As months passed by, I slowly came back to life but still appeared like a coarpes. Several people had come by my bedside, I could denote their movements but couldn't hear them speak, then one out of all of them I was able to hear. He'd come by every Monday. He had become the only friend in my second life. Little did I know about him but still felt like I knew him more than he knew himself.

Benedy

Author's Note

Ignore grammar mistakes, what do you think of this poem?

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I'm reading this as being entirely symbolic. I don't believe you mean that there's been an actual spine fracture, for example. This makes it a brilliant piece of heartbreak! Usually I hate heartbreak poems becuz they are so predictable & full of mundane blame. This is so different than all that boring crap, this message makes me sit up & pay attention, reading more slowly than usually, so I can let your amazing symbols play out in my mind - so many possibilities! This is the kind of raw material that half the writers don't start with -- you have something unusual & sparkling to say. By the way, I have had a spine break for real & I'm blow away at how this parallels the heartbreak experience, something I never pondered before! The best writers open up the minds & imaginations of the best writers! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[zidyMG]

I am humbled...thank you barleygirl.