Single letters
Worthless, irrelevant
But strung together, brings back our painful past
Simple letters of your name, connected, screaming in my ears
Worse than the terror from all my fears
Making my stomach circulate these letters, until I’m nauseous
Trying to unravel the painful memories
That correlate with you and me
No spaces in your name
No space to breathe
Reaching for space
Not wanting to see the smirk on your face
Wishing you never
Stole my time
Stole my trust
Stole my smile
Stole our friendship
So much greed
Still preying on more of me to steal
Till there’s nothing left in me to feel
Still your name
Makes me sicker than any cold
A sickness too unbearable to hold
Each syllable
burning my throat
Each syllable
running down my cheeks
Each syllable
screaming in my head for weeks
When will the painful memories begin to pass?
When will your name unfold into the simple letters I use to know them as?
I really liked your last stanza and specifically the last line. It's really powerful and a really good way to close your poem.
ReplyDeleteI really liked the use of rhyming in your poem as well as the use of repetition. I really liked the lines "Still preying on more of me to steal/Till there’s nothing left in me to feel" I can definitely relate to that feeling and I love the way you worded it!
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