hold.

hold.

A Poem by speakingcolors

i don't want to fall to sleep,

because then the pain goes away.

it's funny,

the more dead i feel,

the more alive i remember i am.

it's a way of making sure i still am,

still am,

still me.

i can't stand to be with

but i can't stand to be without.

give me both and maybe

i'll start breathing again.

breathing.

in.

out.

in.

hold.

out.

finally it's me again,

still am,

still me.

now that it's over with,

it's time to take my leave.

but i don't want to fall asleep,

because then the pain goes away.

© 2009 speakingcolors


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i know this all too well. especially wanting to feel dead because then you know youre alive.

breath taking as usual!

Posted 15 Years Ago


It's so insanely strange that I caught this one when I did,
right after I was writing a poem about pain, what it really
is and the human attempt to remove it from our senses....

I loved this so much, the concept of pain as a reminder
of consciensness.
Brilliant piece, really.

Posted 15 Years Ago


very good, clearly executed and well written :)

Posted 15 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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speakingcolors
speakingcolors

somewhere outside looking in, PA



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poet/songwriter/author sometimes I feel so much it hurts. i have all these thoughts running through my head, little segments of a whole that i can't see. most of them never get put down in writ.. more..

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