Sunday, June 23, 2013

Stoplights (on a pleasant sunday afternoon)

 

driving in the rain

happiness bubbling, babbling in backseat

excited to get kitties

meanwhile up front

at every red light

scribbling dark words

madness perches

on my shoulder

whispering threats

painting colors of doom

so sorry

but these words won't release me

until i let them go

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I walk to the edge

and look down

close my eyes

can't look at the faces

of those i love

see their pain

or their disapproving frowns

their shaking fingers

plug my ears

can't listen to the cries

of those who will miss me

of those i've hurt, let down

or the condemning voices

eyes, ears, closed.

lungs open.

strong, brave,

ready.

i jump.

falling,

sinking,

pain.

push down the panic

push push push

O God what am i doing

push push push

losing sensation

light fade to black

voices, tears,

Replaced

by light

glorious light

i have arrived.

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The Alternative:

pretend the sky is blue

shut off my brain

switch off the emotions

auto-pilot, robot.

create a scene

rehearse a revival

act it out

recite my lines

a perfect performance

then return

to that night

where i'm no longer my own

voice ripped out, thrown away

yes sir, yes ma'am

whatever you say

degraded to filth

my new identity

don't deserve more

act out new identity

settle. hide hide hide

what's that you say?

punish. shut up.

this is all you get.

suck it up.

get over it.

grow up.

it's all in your head.

can i return to the womb?

is there a reverse switch?

or just an emergency exit?

outta here.

 

 

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