Rose above.

Rose above.

A Poem by Rachel DeHart

flailing arms and smashing fists

               

this numbness can not be back

                           again.

 

          alone time is the worst answer to

surviving anything.

I should have stayed out.

found some party or something.

because I still have bukowski

                running circles in my head.

reading him again might have been

a thousand steps back

                    after the few small ones I’ve

made since you left.

 

the past is gaining speed you see?

With its reminding park benches

and the smell of you that still haunts me.

 

I would like to say one thing.

 

Since you have left,

I have felt nothing.

Only small brushes with quick

harsh reality that leave

me bloodied and empty.

You rose me to a height that cannot be

obtained again.

everything pales in comparison.

[you were[are] magnificent.]

there is almost no

fight

                left to fight.

 

 

© 2008 Rachel DeHart


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I should have stayed out.

found some party or something.

because I still have bukowski

running circles in my head.

reading him again might have been

a thousand steps back

after the few small ones I've

made since you left.

good way of relaying your feeling, love this in many ways
that I can't explain, just seemed very right and thank-you
for putting it on writers cafe

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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I also agree. You convey your emotions beautifully here. I found this to be quite an excellent read. I love how you show the conflict between were/are. Great job with this!

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I disagree.
Numbness is a feeling..or why would you bother to describe it?
Explore this emptiness and you will be amazed @ what you discover.
I guarantee..


Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I should have stayed out.

found some party or something.

because I still have bukowski

running circles in my head.

reading him again might have been

a thousand steps back

after the few small ones I've

made since you left.

good way of relaying your feeling, love this in many ways
that I can't explain, just seemed very right and thank-you
for putting it on writers cafe

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Rachel DeHart
Rachel DeHart

Falls Church, VA



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