bottles

A Poem by Kelsey Rogers

I've always been so used to being the rock

but now I'm clinging onto your chest

and sobbing like it's my job.

I'm just so used to being the rock

all this time that I forgot to look at myself

Now I'm tumbling,

ready to cause an avalanche and self destruct

and the last thing I want

is for you to have to clean up the residue

© 2015 Kelsey Rogers

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even in our darkest hours we are able to think about what we might leave behind for our loved ones to clean up... a cousin of mine took his life many years ago and left his mom with a residue that will never wash off or allow her to rest...

this is another great write, Kelsey.

Posted 9 Years Ago

9 Years Ago

And one of my biggest fears is leaving residue while searching for comfort. Thank you so much for y.. read more

9 Years Ago

it is a fear many of us carry... you are kindly welcome...

dan

Kelsey, I noticed that you have reviewed on of my writes, so before I read it I wanted to review one of yours. I chose "bottles" because I am a recovering alcoholic and I thought it may be about something similar. By the tone and tenor of the write I think it MAY HAVE, though I'm not sure. If you knew me you would know that I don't like quoting writes in pieces that I review but one line stood out for me: "...and sobbing like it's my job." I've been there, I identify. A very accomplished write and I am bookmarking your page and will try to come back and review some more. take care...dan

Posted 9 Years Ago

9 Years Ago

Hello Dan! To be quite honest, the titles of my poetry just come to me after I've completed the piec.. read more

9 Years Ago

It was my pleasure. thx...dan

jeannemarie coulter

very well penned...i like the last line as it speaks to me on so many levels...i have been surviving AIDS so long...i really do not want to become residue for those i love to clean up...