Clutz

trinhead

When I was six years old,

My cousin and I went into my aunties treehouse, which we weren't allowed in without our big sisters,

But we climbed the ladder anyways,

And when I got the platform I fell right off the edge,

Landing on my back on the ground.

While plummeting I experienced eternity in just a few seconds..

 

I’ve found a way to recreate this..

 

I just have to look into your eyes.

 

At the age of nine I was in the kitchen making cookies,

I wasn't sure how many tablespoons of butter where in a stick, so I made my way to the computer room,

And I tripped.

Putting my arms out to catch myself,

I ended up breaking two bones,

Little did I know the measurements where on the package.

But looking down at my misshapen arm was the first time I was ever convinced reality was a dream,

The second was when  you smiled at me.

 

Come 12 years old,

I thought it'd be a good idea to play tag on the playground in flipflops,

Running from my brother, my shoe caught on a gap in the bridge and I face planted right off the equipment,

Shattering a bone in my shin.

Now, I'd never known something so fun could bring me so much pain,

But it happened again I fell for someone I wasn't willing to take a leap for me too.

 

When I was 14 I was simply walking down the stairs,

And at the very last step I tripped over my own feet

I ended up breaking a bone in my left foot,

That was when I realized not only was I the ultimate clutz but I was even bringing the pain upon myself.

 

I've always been clumsy, tripping and falling,

But never for a person.

The treehouse didn’t have breathtaking green eyes,

And the cookies didn't have strong, holdable hands.

The old playground doesn't set my soul on fire,

And my stairs can't sing me to sleep.

 

This is one fall, I don't want anyone to pick me up from.

 

  • Author: trinhead (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 30th, 2017 16:45
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Karsten Turrey

    Your poem is really great! It gave me goosebumps.

    • trinhead

      awe thank you so much!



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