EscapeA Poem by Chong N. Kim
Escape
Everyday, I strive to be the person you expect me to be: No matter how hard I try I’m more the mistake that I was before. When you don’t see me, refusing to hear me out,
this empty room in which I sit becomes the epitome of loneliness. Sustaining my last breath, I had hoped you would see it through. Sometimes,
I wonder if the only answer is to escape... I hold a knife so close to my heart; Would you care if I bled to the end?
Would you then say, "I was worth all the
Mistakes?" You profess that your words are protecting me;
But like a disease, they are killing me Why can’t you perceive the person inside?
At times I ponder the truth of it all. Would I be better off dead? Maybe you would never notice me gone... All I know right now,
is that I want to escape from the pain I’m feeling. Tears fall like rain; they never stop. My heart has grown cold from the gray clouds which have enveloped it.
I hear you screaming on the other side;
not discerning, how imminent it is, and my escape. I lay down the knife because I want you to hear
the last shot you gave me. The pain is unbearable, I want to escape
so I will not make any more mistakes...
Would this make you happy?
I’ve made my last pop, and now I’m here lying, Shivering...
I’ve finally escaped the misery that chained me to this very room. By: Chong N. Kim
February 22, 2004 © 2008 Chong N. KimReviews
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2 Reviews Added on September 7, 2008 AuthorChong N. KimDallas, TXAboutI Am: speaker writer artist ...singer performer mother activist abolitionist fighter and a survivor. I've done public speaking since 2003 and have appeared on local and national televi.. more..Writing
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