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Apr 2017
I submerged myself in water
Pinched my nose and puffed my cheeks
I wondered if I slept under
Let go in the coral reef
Or if the grip of a naysayer
In a hooded cloak held me down
In the tidings of my fancy little Chicago apartment
What would happen then?

The sky so quickly grew
From a faded blue to black
I drive nails into my skin
Like I'm hammering at the end
With a jigsaw puzzle
Gazing into my naked reflection
I peep through the peepholes
Remembering when it was just me
My best friend dreams of
Dreams of herself alone
And I disappear into my tower
On the 8th floor
And gaze out my window tonight

I was the one who brought myself here
In all of its magnetic and iron clad chaos.

Social media can make us all worry
I tip my hat
A man working at the grocery store
Gazed at me each time I walked by
It wasn't even creepy
He was just curious
Interested
I think.

Bright orange hat
I must have looked like a cartoon
A video game character
Everything feels like such a big little thing
It all feels as if its being performed under the helm
Of a proscenium theatre
Because there has never
Ever
Been an aspect of my life
That wasn't dissected upon
By the public.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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