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rising end
August 24, 2018
it seems that out of battle i escaped,
& you see me alone tonight.
my fingers curl in on themselves as if i might fall
apart in an instant—as if
this feeling would flee from me that quickly.
this desire to hold onto what i can’t control
this feeling that i might not be the one
falling
consumes me, this night.
it drowns me, leaving me choking on the deadly
oxygen that is a dream.
to hold onto everything that i can’t obtain
is what tears me apart
below the surface.
& the darkness of it all once again consumes me
& the stars, glittering, bask in all
their beauty.
this is process of
learning how to forget what my body won’t lrt me.
© Robby M., Franklin, TN
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i wrote this for my poetry class, it’s still in a rough draft type of stage so please try not to be too harsh!