Save Yourself
There is no one who is going to save you here.
If you are broken, the pieces are yours to pick up.
If you are afraid, it is up to you to conquer your fear.
There is no knight in shining armor, and you do not have to wait to be saved.
Save yourself because no one else is going to do it.
Carrying Darkness
Even though you may not love someone anymore,
they still have left marks on your soul that you have to deal with.
Sometimes you have to find yourself again,
but it’s even better when someone reminds you of who you have always been;
you just had to drop the darkness the other person left behind for you to carry.
Part Two – What Lies Below
You’ve gone away for awhile;
I know you’ll be back.
I just have to wait;
I miss you so bad.
I wonder how your life is;
Do you have someone?
The thought makes my heart ache;
To you, am I special?
My heart almost stops;
My thoughts halt.
Did I just think that?
This is your fault.
And that makes me smile;
When did I last feel this way?
Before he left me;
You left me here to stay.
I think I’m falling again;
Last time I was afraid.
I was afraid to let go;
Am I afraid of what lies below?
I was afraid to fall too far;
That things would become blurry.
I can see fine now;
Will you catch me?
This poem is a part of a series. See the Prelude, Part One, and Interruption here. Thanks for reading.
Interruption – Reprieve
Tears streaking my face,
I look at you.
Why are you so kind?
I wish I knew.
Wiping away my tears,
Please don’t…
You smile at me.
I can’t… Or I won’t.
You pull me close.
I think I can breathe.
Just hold me, for tonight?
You are such a relief.
You don’t let go.
I can’t stop crying.
When was I held like this last?
I thought the world was ending.
Maybe it’s just the beginning.
This poem is a part of a series. See the Prelude and Part One here. Thanks for reading.
Part One – Ended
It started with a kiss.
Doesn’t it always?
Don’t laugh; this is serious.
Prelude – Arrival to a Friend’s Home
Can you hear me?
Tap-tap-tapping at your window…
Will you let me in?
It’s so cold out here.
Continue reading “Monday Musings: Prelude – Arrival to a Friend’s Home”
Speechless
She can’t breathe
deep
enough to say
all the things
she wants to.
