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one day i'll forget the abc's just as i have forgotten my own name, & i'll ask my cup of water, but it won't respond. i'll curse it. how rude can one get? not to answer to their elder? & it'll fall on the floor, the plastic making a soft boing as it bounces onto the tiles. that's a funny sound. i giggle. i'll turn back to the abc's. a, b, c, d, e, f, g, h , i , j, k , l, i stop. what comes next? it was the first letter of my name, wasn't it? round and long, like n, but not... & i'll look to the left. there'll be an old lady there, and i smile when i notice her numerous wrinkles. thank god i'm not like that. i wonder what i'm like. i can't remember my own face anymore. & my back hurts. & my vision's blurry. and i still- i can't seem to remember what comes after L. & i'll wonder, but i'll get distracted. i get distracted easily, i find. i don't know why it's so hard to focus anymore. it seems that everything's moving too fast. i watch as a spider crawls across the ceiling. i think i used to be scared of those. what's it called? the fear of spiders? i'm pretty sure i had it. i reach for my glass of water, but it's gone. where did it go? i could have sworn it was right next to me. i'm thirsty. and i still can't remember... what had i forgotten?
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Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 1:31 AM UTC
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one day i'll forget the abc's just as i have forgotten my own name, & i'll ask my cup of water, but it won't respond. i'll curse it. how rude can one get? not to answer to their elder? & it'll fall on the floor, the plastic making a soft boing as it bounces onto the tiles. that's a funny sound. i giggle. i'll turn back to the abc's. a, b, c, d, e, f, g, h , i , j, k , l, i stop. what comes next? it was the first letter of my name, wasn't it? round and long, like n, but not... & i'll look to the left. there'll be an old lady there, and i smile when i notice her numerous wrinkles. thank god i'm not like that. i wonder what i'm like. i can't remember my own face anymore. & my back hurts. & my vision's blurry. and i still- i can't seem to remember what comes after L. & i'll wonder, but i'll get distracted. i get distracted easily, i find. i don't know why it's so hard to focus anymore. it seems that everything's moving too fast. i watch as a spider crawls across the ceiling. i think i used to be scared of those. what's it called? the fear of spiders? i'm pretty sure i had it. i reach for my glass of water, but it's gone. where did it go? i could have sworn it was right next to me. i'm thirsty. and i still can't remember... what had i forgotten?
i have 6 tests/quizzes in different classes tomorrow... i've already forgotten everything i needed to know.
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Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 1:31 AM UTC
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