It's Never Coming Back Again

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Written: circa 2012

Meaning: This free writing style poem metaphorically represents my escape from a terrible relationship and journey back into the frightening world of loneliness. As much as I hate dealing with depression, I do think I write much more interestingly when going through harsh times.

Submitted: January 26, 2013

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Amidst the overwhelming waves of blue seeping through every orifice in sight, floats a small, round clock. First enters the questions; “Where am I? What happened to me? How did I get here? What do I do now?” My mind wanders through countless theories searching for the logical reasoning behind it all. Simultaneously, everything gets blurry and the muscles in my face start to tingle. Then, a quick realization of the situation at hand…I’m drowning. Bursting out of the deep blue, I land on the small, round clock and struggle to regulate the oxygen rushing into my lungs. Now lying on the clock, I stare up at the monotonous fields of gray sky. I’ve escaped one death only to lose myself to another. When the sun goes down, the light goes out and the darkness creeps within. When love’s not around, Fear whispers in my ear, “It’s never coming back again.”


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