The very worst part about
Falling in love with something
Is when you let it engulf you completely
Drowning in it
Kicking and flailing wildly
While holding a life preserver
High over your head
When all that fits in the crooks of your brain
Is erased
Replaced by “what ifs” and “should haves”
No room for petty dreams
Only operations to perform blindfolded
Thrusting all your love into something
You forget yourself
It becomes the reason why
You rub your eyes so hard
And wish on every damn eyelash
That falls gently under them
Why you hold your breath
Every time the clasp kisses the charm on your necklace
Sliding it back into place
Murmuring under your breath
Why you wish your birthday came
Just one more time in twelve months
With the candles but not the age
Why you lost who you were
While trying to push your passion
At something that will never
Return the favor
This was absolutely beautiful because the imagery in the poem is amazing and this poem is personal and anyone who is reading this can take away their own meaning. Whether it be a person or a sport, Good Job.
ReplyDeleteI really like how you took Kosta's advice to change the title. I think it really fits with the meaning of the poem and what others will take away from it. It's a very powerful piece, and the title is equally as affecting.
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