Twelfth Grade

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
When you are having an emotional break down, who do you turn to and who can you trust?

Submitted: July 28, 2014

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When I ran into the streets naked to burry myself in the snow, you followed me to catch the falling snowflakes on your tongue so that I didn’t have to have them on my skin or blocking the air from my lips.

You grabbed my shoulders and pushed my damp hair out of my face. Your skin was so warm it almost burned. I finally collapsed in your arms and cried, but my tears were frozen in my eyes.

You asked me, “What’s wrong?”

And I said, “Did you know that the world moves at 67,000 miles an hour and the universe is infinite. There are 6,000,000,000 people on the planet right now all each with their own consciousness. There are an incalculable amount of life forms. The universe is splitting constantly.  So many times that there are an infinite amount of universes right now, trillions being created every second. So what is reality? The earth moving so fast and our only harness is gravity, a thin string connecting each second of time with an incalculable amount of life forms depending on the fact that it won’t break. I feel like I’m the only one awake enough to see how fragile everything is.”

You said, “I understand.”

I said, “You don’t understand. Did you know that when a baby monkey’s mother dies and there is no one there to hug it, it dies?  Even if it eats and drinks, it needs something to hug it for an entire year or else it gives up.  It literally dies because no one loves it.  This makes me so sad, because I love them and they never even gave me a chance.  I need to find a way to hug them all.”

You said, “I understand.”

I began to pound your shoulders and my face warmed enough to let out a tear.  “You don’t understand.  The earth moves 67,000 miles an hour, the universe is infinite, and there are an incalculable amount of life forms, and I’m sad over that one day and the day that followed and the many the proceeded.  And did you know a human needs an average of four hugs a day to survive emotionally and I can barely handle one.”

You said, “I understand.”

I said, “You don’t understand.  My life has made so many scars, and I have made so many more as I watch them fade, because watching the damage fade is so painful.  We become our flaws and pain, and we can’t let go of who people we think we are.  I can’t let go of I am.  This is why I’m so afraid.  This is why I must be buried in snow.  It’s because I’m happy.

And after all of that you said, “I understand.  Please believe me. I understand.” 


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