I'm right here where you last saw me, [tracing]
the grain of this wooden table that I seem
to have been at forever. Waiting? Who knows.
I sure couldn't tell you. Maybe it's by subconsious
mind forcing my miserable muscles into
submission. Not allowing me to move because,
once upon a time; I was in love. [but were
you?] And in a pathetic attempt to retrieve
what I so long ago [lost], I'm sitting here
scared to death that you might never
find me again if I move an inch. If, that is,
by a sudden change of heart, you actually
decide to come back for me [unlikely].
But no. Your tangent has left me hopeless
and broken [hoping and breaking?].And falling
isn't an option when there's no one there
to catch you anymore, is it? It's just like
your mother used to tell you: Don't talk
to stangers. So what do you do when you're
the stranger she warned you about?
[This situation only gets stranger.]
And I'm still here without a clue of where
I plan to go if I ever move again.
What good is breathing when you're
air is toxic? Future; gone? All that's left
is the roller coaster track that goes from bad
to worse when you realize that the link you need
to reach the final stages of happiness has rusted
away. Or better yet: Has removed the welding
pinning it down, grown legs and walked away,
all while you watch with horror-struck
eyes. It's just life's way of throwing a big "Screw You"
your way. I'm pacing in my mind as my eyes search
the empty oxygen before me for any sign of your
lovely face [you're a heartless bastard] or your warm
smile [and your Mona Lisa breaks me]. I think back
to when [are you nervous, you sick freak?] we
could talk without strain. We could laugh without
worry. But that's gone. And I'm sitting here
in the debris of your tantrum, seconds from
a breakdown. Years from recovery. My finger releases
the "rewind" button and hits "pause" so I can
take a second to think about how the hell I
wound up where I am. I inch towards "play"
and instead hit "fastforward". The screen goes
blank. No future; remember? In a flash of epiphany:
it all comes back to me. And I'm not sitting
at that same run-down desk tracing patterns
well-worn, anymore. I'm breathing fresh air and
I'm surrounded by busy people that don't stop
or even glance in my direction. And I don't even
feel...alone. I take a seat to watch as my delirium
fades, soon realizing this is real. I gasp as I
feel a hand in mine and wonder who is trying
to fix me now. A warm rush fills me and I see
someone new. Someone different. Someone with
a smile that would put DiVinci to shame.
And finally;
my warm fingers press "record".
Author notes
Username: MaddCheyLoveKills
First name: Cheyenne
Age: 14
General poetic style: Nothing specific
Why you’re interested in this contest: Anything that requires imagination gets my attention. I thought it'd be fun to put myself to work.
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Comments
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FANTASTIC!!
WOW! Now this write has depth and emotion and images galore!!!! I love the lines in the brackets as if they are after thoughts in your mind as you are speaking to your lover! Provides great images for me! The theme of the desk you are sitting at is never lost, the flow and consistency is amazing...then you end it with a new love and journey past your past. I love this part:
I take a seat to watch as my delirium
fades, soon realizing this is real. I gasp as I
feel a hand in mine and wonder who is trying
to fix me now. A warm rush fills me and I see
someone new. Someone different. Someone with
a smile that would put DiVinci to shame.
And finally;
my warm fingers press "record".the warm fingers lets me know you are no longer cold and bitter and pressing record means that you are ready to do this again and begin a new life. Thanks for entering and good luck!
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Thanks(:
I'm really glad you liked it.
Lol;
I saw the prompt and was thrilled pre-writes were open.
Hope you get some great stuff in the contest(:
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i like the imagery in this. thank you for sharing it with me today and i wish you well in this contest that we both have entered. viyanna rosemarie
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Long, but worth reading. It was so rambly but I think that might've actually added to its greatness
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a very worthwhile read, touching to say the least. i loved the way you captured the way love can hurt in such deep harmony with other unspoken emotions.
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WOW... I really liked this the disconnect that you made me feel while reading this. I can only imagine what you felt while writing!! This was a terrific read, thank you so much for posting!
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A nice write here..
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I love this poem. It is so clever and well thought out. Thanks for entering!!
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Too long to keep my interest to be honest... not my format of choice.. sorry.
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i loved this lines/these lines:
"...Your tangent has left me hopeless
and broken [hoping and breaking?]..."
nice write.
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