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A tap on my left shoulder I am roused from my sleep I turn and see my daughter Who's been dead 3 years last week She pulls me from my slumber Humming broken lullabies "Where're we going, dear?" "Hush, it's a surprise" She brings me to the subway Down abandoned tracks Graffitied walls like bathroom stalls It's too late to turn back She stops me in a room Where people stand in wait Silence presses in on the ceiling Words that can't escape My daughter sits on the tracks And beckons me to as well The people engrave words on brick Like they're under a sort of spell "Watch as it spreads" She said in a hushed tone I was about to ask what she meant But then I felt it in my bones The silence of the elders Crashed through my throat and lungs I felt the air thicken Acid burned my tongue Darkness pressed around me A suffocating mass I could not make a noise She laid me on the tracks It was all dimly familiar The rumble without noise The ghosts gathered around me It was time to make a choice Fools, I tried to say But I choked on my own air A shudder swept my body I closed my eyes in prayer I woke up in my bed Sore from head to toe Shaking from the recollection Of what happened so long ago
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May 16, 2020
May 16, 2020 at 6:20 PM UTC
Disturbed (By E.G. Simmons)
A tap on my left shoulder I am roused from my sleep I turn and see my daughter Who's been dead 3 years last week She pulls me from my slumber Humming broken lullabies "Where're we going, dear?" "Hush, it's a surprise" She brings me to the subway Down abandoned tracks Graffitied walls like bathroom stalls It's too late to turn back She stops me in a room Where people stand in wait Silence presses in on the ceiling Words that can't escape My daughter sits on the tracks And beckons me to as well The people engrave words on brick Like they're under a sort of spell "Watch as it spreads" She said in a hushed tone I was about to ask what she meant But then I felt it in my bones The silence of the elders Crashed through my throat and lungs I felt the air thicken Acid burned my tongue Darkness pressed around me A suffocating mass I could not make a noise She laid me on the tracks It was all dimly familiar The rumble without noise The ghosts gathered around me It was time to make a choice Fools, I tried to say But I choked on my own air A shudder swept my body I closed my eyes in prayer I woke up in my bed Sore from head to toe Shaking from the recollection Of what happened so long ago
I am really touched by this poem written by a poet from allpoetry. Asked to repost it and was given permission. Thank you, E.G. Simmons. Have not read something like this in a long time. All best and much love Mikey
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M/Inner Shelter
May 16, 2020
May 16, 2020 at 6:20 PM UTC
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