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I’m one foot out the door and both feet over the edge I’m an inch away from out of my mind and god **** it this hurts I’m in limbo in between being myself and being a mess And I’m never one or the other I’m twisted in knots and tangled in sheets thrown over the remains of my personhood And I’m not making any sense I’m not making anything, not a sound, not a living I’m statistical noise. Affordably omitted from any rational decision I’m not a rational decision anyone would make I wouldn’t make the choice of making me again but I guess it was never my choice anyways I’m hovering in the space in between saying you’re okay and meaning it On the precipice of feeling human without actually feeling it at all Someone please push me Over the edge that I’m slowly edging closer to Someone just pull me back Just push me
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Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 9:13 AM UTC
September 12, 2014 -- Push
I’m one foot out the door and both feet over the edge I’m an inch away from out of my mind and god **** it this hurts I’m in limbo in between being myself and being a mess And I’m never one or the other I’m twisted in knots and tangled in sheets thrown over the remains of my personhood And I’m not making any sense I’m not making anything, not a sound, not a living I’m statistical noise. Affordably omitted from any rational decision I’m not a rational decision anyone would make I wouldn’t make the choice of making me again but I guess it was never my choice anyways I’m hovering in the space in between saying you’re okay and meaning it On the precipice of feeling human without actually feeling it at all Someone please push me Over the edge that I’m slowly edging closer to Someone just pull me back Just push me
kstenlowe
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Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 9:13 AM UTC
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