Friday, November 11, 2011

Magic Wish

There's a wall
that won't come down
and chains
that leave me bound
and I hear your voice -
it's smooth and calm -
but I fear the fall,
the blast, the bomb.
When the dust settled,
this time, I want to be standing.
I want to escape
the lashing and the branding.
I want to know
in certain eyes
I can still be safe;
there is no guise.
A magic wish,
a beating heart,
but please don't say
I was wrong from the start.
Your smiles heal
innately,
but have you seen
my wrists lately?
I hide in dark corners
and underneath beds.
You'll have to come find me.
I'll need to be led.

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This is about starting to move forward, but finding you can't, that you're frozen, that you're going to need to be pushed. It's about accepting the wreck that you are and praying others can too.

This also just seems appropriate for 11/11/11. :)


(Tara, this one's for you, girl. ;) )



"Chain...I feel the words falling a rhythm; I see the wind bearing its decision to never give in..." The Fire Theft Chain

"You got a piece of me, but it's just a little piece of me and I don't need anyone and these days I feel like I'm fading away...." Counting Crows Have You Seen Me Lately?

"You can't keep what you did not have, can't even give it back." Kevin Devine 11.17

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This poem sounds like my life.
Have you seen my ankles lately too?
<3

-T.