My I am From

Madds

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 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
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  • dtrusss

    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

  • Thomas W Case

    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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