Sara's TextA Poem by Ryan HaltermanThe voices are consuming me' Chewing on my skull, Blocking my thoughts, Bending them twisting them, Telling me horrible things about me, About you, About everything. Am I losing my mind or did that already happen? Pain in my stomach Like hands reaching through my flesh and pulling out my intestines, Constant unending, Wretching over the trash can Sweating coughing gagging Sick Screaming everywhere But I am the only one here I am alone I miss my friend Afraid the world took her away, The voices say she doesn't like me She only loves the character I play.... Too sick too keep it up To sick to be that person people call Ryan, I am just flesh and bone Like the shells of fireworks that litter the streets on the fifth of July, Once they did something amazing...something beautiful, Now just a burnt up shell lying on the ground....forgotten At least those don't hurt Those don't have to hide in the bathroom to be left alone when they cry, Those are dead Tonight I just wish I was. I wish there was someone here, I wish Sara was here The phone makes a noise A text They laugh at me "There's your precious Sara come to save you with a text" Laughter Laughter I stare at the phone I want to cry There is nothing good inside me I shouldn't respond I do hurt angry sick frustrated alone a text I am their puppet dancing their dance of despair, Spouting their words of hopelessness, I've been tormented physically and mentally too long to fight back. I am becoming the shadow man himself, Then I remember the red string, The one the gods tie to all of us before we exist, The one that twists and turns and tangles but never breaks, It never breaks Neither do I It is what leads us to every important person we will ever meet, ever love, Ever matter, The ones we never forget, And it led me to her, She can't save me from my pain, She can't quiet the voices, But she can remind me of what is beautiful in life, She made me remember With a text They aren't laughing anymore I am
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Added on August 12, 2012 Last Updated on August 12, 2012 AuthorRyan HaltermanKansas City, MOAboutI am a human man with a ten year old son I love dearly. I love to write and try to do something of that nature each day though lately I haven't been doing as much because my health is poor. People thi.. more..Writing
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