A balloon monologue

A balloon talks to itself

I told you how i was stubborn

And how i let the world blow me in all kinds of directions sometimes

I know I am full of hot air

Sometimes I want to be led somewhere else

Sometimes I want to be by myself

Sometimes I know and feel just how hollow it feels inside

Sometimes I just want someone to heal me

I can never hold myself steady and i’m not ready to let go just yet but when i do

I wonder who will catch me

I wonder who will see me hanging by a string

I wonder who free me

I wonder who will grab me

I am always stumbling in pursuit of grace

And I wonder too many things

but

I wonder why they always let me go.

Author's Note

What kind of inanimate object do you relate to?

Reviews

[Phill Oz O'fee]

We all feel aimlessness at one time or another: just as you have poetically demonstrated with his wonderful write. Fortunately, we inevitable do ‘bump’ into a circumstance that gives an opportunity to ground our lives. Love the composition..

[Cat]

Thanks for your review I really appreciate it :)

[T0TS]

Nice emotive poem...I do relate to a tater tot...I'm golden crispy on the outside, and soft and gooey on the inside...anyhoo, I enjoyed reading your poem. :)

[Cat]

Thanks alot tots! :)

[T0TS]

You are very welcome, Cat. :)

[Chris]

"...Stardust..."

Many things I could use here as a comment - but I like the questions and your tone.

[Tony Jordan]

I used to love seeing kid's balloons fly by - they had gotten free and seemed like they would float right up to heaven but then... I always popped them with a home-made catapult and some stones because i hated the thought of them getting too high.
Just like this...>POP!!

[Cat]

haha I used to play this game called animal crossing where you could pop balloons in the sky with a slingshot and then u would get a present! Wish that happened in real life :)

[Tony Jordan]

My friends and I bought hunting catapults called Black Widows then we wore thick coats with hoods and proceeded to hunt one another.
A precursor to paintball I guess.
It really honed my hunting instincts.
:))

[LylaCrystal]

This shows perfectly the feeling of being lost and trying very hard to find ourselves. I love the writing style. Keep going and I look forward to more of your work :)

[Cat]

Thank you that's very kind of you to say :)

[Jaz Hazelle M.]

This reminded of that lost feeling, like when you're soul-searching and nothing is really leading you anywhere. I'm not sure how to word it but this is very reassuring, it shows that being lost is not just my personal struggle but one that everyone will deal with.

[Cat]

We all feel lost sometimes, thanks for your review :)