by Stacie Brantley | |
Published on: Mar 21, 2004 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
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Can't accept it Won't forget it Can't speak quickly enough Try to brush it off But it's sitting on the counter Then the chair In the lights and in my hair You're on the stairs The driveway to Then on a table, what happened to you? Not fast enough The curve not tight enough Push it to the limits Bust out a move Forget the repercussions Who cares about those who survive? And can only thing "Why, God why?" Questioning faith, religion, existence and the moon Heart is blown up like a balloon But it leaks And I don't want to spend my time trying to forget When in my head You still haven't left I don't want to wish I were older Or bolder to actually come out and say what needs to be said I don't care about beauty How can I when you're not here? To many emotions running like speed through my veins I am usually okay with change But this one hurts We didn't experience enough I am not old enough The curve not tight enough now? Now after all that was And your picture reminds me of all that will never be You can't live through me I don't even know me anymore My body is bare stretched out across the floor I am running, reaching for the door But I can't leave Because this is all I have left I feel it here more than there Because your heart is your home Now I know the love you held, Brother you've never failed, To take care of me « return. |