DisbeliefA Poem by stephanie
Disbelief
It wasn’t so much what was said
or how they said it,
not so much what it sounded like
or what went up from my toes to my head
in a second.
It wasn’t the seemingly nonchalant,
I don’t care,
sort of attitude that made me squirm,
that made it hurt,
not so much how I felt then or how I am
now.
No, it wasn’t much of that at all, in fact,
it was what happened in my mouth,
my throat,
that taste and the shudder and the flood in my brain,
realizing it was all over,
no going back,
not getting back,
and all the seconds, hours, minutes, and words,
reliving what I did, how I did,
but it wasn’t so much what was said or how the words
came from their mouths. No, it was much more than that.
It was loosing yourself in a maze, crying until your eyes were dry, feeling that
aching ache in your chest spread like poison.
It was betrayal, it was fraud, it was everything and
all of the above. More a thought than a feeling, more a taste than
a word. More of nothing and everything that
I found myself with.
A little less guilt, a little more shame.
A little more oh no.
© 2008 stephanieReviews
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