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Ever since you left this world I've gradually been losing myself. Ever since you deserted me, Left me to fend for myself, A trickle of water has irrigated my mind, Slowly but surely. I no longer get joy from silly putty, Because that was ours, And isn't meant to be mine alone. Just like our fingers shaped the putty, Your absence has shaped my world. I no longer invent alien drag queens With a mixture of our names, Because that was our creation, And your name is now etched on a gravestone. I no longer carry around the alarm clock That we used to pretend was our phone, Because that was a time when connection mattered, And now I know when I call it'll reiterate you're gone. I no longer smile at the idea of my own recovery, A thing I pushed onto you so strongly, Because I wasn't there to get you through your own, And you needed me more than I knew. So as this trickle of water creates cracks in my mind, I know that insanity is coming for me, That I'll break at any moment. But for now I'll stay in denial, To the fact that the death of a best friend always comes Slowly but surely.
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 8:54 PM UTC
Slowly but Surely
Ever since you left this world I've gradually been losing myself. Ever since you deserted me, Left me to fend for myself, A trickle of water has irrigated my mind, Slowly but surely. I no longer get joy from silly putty, Because that was ours, And isn't meant to be mine alone. Just like our fingers shaped the putty, Your absence has shaped my world. I no longer invent alien drag queens With a mixture of our names, Because that was our creation, And your name is now etched on a gravestone. I no longer carry around the alarm clock That we used to pretend was our phone, Because that was a time when connection mattered, And now I know when I call it'll reiterate you're gone. I no longer smile at the idea of my own recovery, A thing I pushed onto you so strongly, Because I wasn't there to get you through your own, And you needed me more than I knew. So as this trickle of water creates cracks in my mind, I know that insanity is coming for me, That I'll break at any moment. But for now I'll stay in denial, To the fact that the death of a best friend always comes Slowly but surely.
rachel-herrmann
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 8:54 PM UTC
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