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When You Are Not Here

Poetry By: JFrizzle02
Poetry



On a night when I couldn't see him.


Submitted:Dec 17, 2012    Reads: 43    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


When you're not here

When you're so far

My heart it scrapes

On the cement floor

The heater turns off

The pumping ceases

There's no longer shape to my heart, just creases

Is this what it's like to slowly die

When I can't even see my life with my eyes?

Redundancy of actions

Constant motion

Wake up regretfully

Get dressed carelessly

3 buses later you're questioning your sanity

So, this is what they told me my future would be

Actually, they lied

This is what's happening

You get bitch slapped by reality

You find your mindset turning morbidly

Your body forms shapes and curves and envelopes

That should be on paper, not you

If I could snip it all away

What would be left of me?

I'm not one dimensional

But when I'm told what I can and cannot do

I feel as if it's intentional

Making me feel as if my choices were bad

Making me feel like I should regret what I said when I was mad

Or making me feel like I was wrong for doing something that made me glad

I could sit here and tell you

That these rhymes and lines and literary devices are basic

Could you just imagine what I'd say if I were wasted

When you're not here

When you're so far

This is the residue

From my heart scraping

On the cement floor.

J.A.K.





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