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Dec 2015
If I could,
I would drop kick you all the way back into your hometown
Ship you off to the desert, leave you without water
Teleport you to outer space with no way back
Delete you from every technological device.

But I can't.
I know you must feel the same.
****** into such deep sleeps, its hard to tell the difference
Moment of such longing weakness
And then empowering cathartic strength
My mother says she can't wait until I am over you.
I feel as though everyone looks at my pining heart
And rolls their eyes.
I, I do too.
Living out my fears, needs, wants
My mind trying to play out what it needs
The darkness of my southern room
Hitting the edge of addiction to wakefulness
Or sleep so deep, almost like a little death.

Left afterwards with only a series of cinematic images
You will never know
And my thoughts linger on:
Surely he must be battling this too.
Perhaps we have dreamed the same dream
Or dreamed of each other at the same time
Everyone has their own way of healing
And each day I wake up
And can't help but sigh at having had to experience you
In my imagination.

Dropped down, on that airplane
My coffee all over my thighs
You hit my mind first
But then I think, once the plane is steady
"Its just because he was the last one I really loved."
But I must conclude to myself, I did not really love you
I did not really surrender
Until it was much too late.

Destruction and grime all around us
I pretended to be both the hero and the villain
Using my super powers to lift the archaic mess
We could not overcome
Or telepathic powers to tell you to hang on
Or a clock that rewinds time to fix all mistakes
Or an invisibility cloak to try and steer us where
I thought, you thought, "We"
Thought
We needed to go.

But it doesn't matter.
None of it ******* matters.
I couldn't save us.
Because I am no super hero.

Emergency Flash Flood
All the cellular devices hum in unison
Airport security glamour hell.
Just get me back
Just get me back
And not to you, or you, or you
But because my future awaits.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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