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Mary Catherine Mar 2011
I have a visitor

She touches the glass and talks into the phone

Are you okay

Yes


I


Am


Fine

Just wondering, she smiles

And I’m smiling too

Because she can’t see this glass

Or this divide between us

And she can’t see the phone she’s talking into

If I let down my bars

Unlocked my chains

In the prison of my mind

Could you handle what would pour out

Would I still have visitors?

And would you still stand by me, if I escaped from my prison?

I hang up my phone.

And walk back to my cell.

And nobody notices.
Mary Catherine Mar 2011
I’m sorry I’ve

                                lost

     my
                                                       way

My roadmap is coffee stained

My GPS is dead

I don’t know this place

And I’m scared to be quite honest

This town is scary and unsafe

And I’m traveling alone

I know it’s foolish

For a young girl to be out in the world all by herself

But please take me away from here

Their unfriendly stares are hurting me

And I can hear what they say about me

But my car is out of gas

And my tires are deflated

No, I don’t have any particular place I’d like to go

Anywhere away from here

I lost home a long time ago

Thank you so much

No I’ll leave everything here

I’ll leave everything here.

Leave everything

Everything here.

Here.
Mary Catherine Mar 2011
I’m sorry

The person you are looking for is not here

She is missing right now

Do not worry

She has not been kidnapped

Or taken

Rather the person she was

Has been stolen

And we do not know when she’ll be back

But we assure you we will tell her you said

Hi

I’m sure she would love it if you stopped by later

After she comes back

You see she is very lost right now

And is not very sure

Of anything

She is traveling to find the person she used to be

The person that she used to see

You called in a very confusing  part of her life

Her thoughts are hazy and her mind unclear

She just needs time

Please understand that

She loves you very much

So just leave a message at the end of the beep
Mary Catherine Mar 2011
Excuse me Miss, the test results are back.
We’ve spoken to your family, and we are
Sad to say that you are numb.
You will start your treatment tomorrow.

I’m


                  So


                                   Sorry


I’ve been numb for some weeks now

It started at my toes

It nibbled on my legs

It flirted with my head

Slowly but surely tiptoeing in

Numbness is a silent killer

It plays nice and deceives you

Creeping through my body

Then it took my heart

For numbness is a backstabber

It is not what it seems

It uses other emotions to find you

It is covered by fear, for they are good friends

It hides under sadness’s billowing cloak.

And it is smuggled through the heart’s border by anger

But now it’s in my heart

For the soldiers have come out of the Trojan horse

They pillage and take

For numbness is greedy

They start at interests and the hobbies

It makes them seem boring and not worth while

See numbness is tactful, precise, and deadly

It plays with your mind, and slowly eats away at your heart

Hallowing it out, emptying you

Numbness is always hungry

And now I don’t know what I have left that it could take.






Do not worry, for this illness you have, this plague, it is not deadly

And while the treatment we have prepared for you will not change you back

Because once numbness steals, It does not give back easily

It taints your mind, and like wine on a white tablecloth

It does not fade easily

Numbness scars the mind

It leaves its signature with a heart

You will not be who you used to be

You will be faded version of yourself

And a talkative young girl like your self should not be worried

For those who come into our hospital as vibrant and colorful as you

Don’t fade as much as the quieter ones

See you were stronger than them

Your mind did not give up as easily as theirs

But we are treating you early

And you will be fixed, not to worry

Our results of this treatment are stellar

See you will not be fully put back together

Just a little shattered

Not as broken

— The End —