I am from mountains and valleys
Rivers and oceans
I am from veins thick with the blood
That keeps us alive
I am from the hearts deep in our chests
The ones that care too much
The ones that don’t care enough
I am from the sounds of airplanes at night
The roaring of many miles up
Keeping my imagination awake
While I try to sleep
I was from all those days and nights
Spent with you
I was from the cozy evenings
Watching movies with you
I was from the flame of your passion
Of your drive
I was from watching you draw
You were always such a good artist.
I was from the texts I sent you
Wondering if you were okay in the mildest of sickness.
And now I am from those empty thoughts at night
Wondering if you still care.
I am from those days I see you at school
Laughing along with those other girls.
I am from wondering if you still know I exist.
From laughing and cheering
To depression and isolation.
I am from wondering if you know what this has done to me.
I am from those nights
Sitting alone in my room
Trying to forget about you
I am from crying myself to sleep
Regretting everything
I am from the anger I felt towards you
After I got over the sadness
I am from the sadness I still feel now.
I am from the temporary happiness
That comes after anger.
I am from the times I felt I could laugh and never stop
I am from the nights when it only took five minutes to fall asleep
I am from the nights after, when it took thirty.
I am from the nights after that, taking hours to fall asleep.
I am from the nights
Where I didn’t sleep at all.
I am from the nights
Where all I thought about
Was you
I am from waiting and watching
Wondering and listening
I am from wanting to come back
And from hating your guts
I am from feeling like I do not belong
I am from feeling like you didn't care
I am from wondering if this pressure I feel in my chest
Is normal
I am from knowing it isn't
But I am from everything else too
The world isn't just you
To me it was
To me it still kind of is
I am from knowing I have access to help
I am from refusing that same help
I am from finding family among new friends
I am from being depressed.
I am from you
And your love
I am from the emptiness you left
I am from knowing it was me
Who left you
- Author: Madds (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 31st, 2023 14:31
- Comment from author about the poem: Same as before, this poem is about the best friend I lost due to being in a toxic situation with them
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 8
Comments2
This is raw and rad. Good on you for leaving. Doing so is like dropping alcohol and coffee. You have to relearn associations of comfort that have become so standard. Keep on expressing and believing that the right change will come! Remember there was once a day before y'all met where the thought of him was absent. There, you will return in time! Be well
You write very well from sadness, I would like to see how you write from joy, or a sense of wonder, or different emotions. I hope all is well for you. Nothing like art to cleanse the soul.
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