Jailed Heart

Bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum

Do you hear that?

Do you feel yourself screaming to be freed?

Bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum

Do you feel that?

Do you feel it reverberating against the jailbars of your ribcage?

Bum-bum, bum-bum, bum bum

Can you feel your heart struggling to move

pumping hot lifeblood against the currents of 

your fear, doubts, regrets?

Does it ever get tired?

Do you think it ever wants to stop?

Mine does

Every cell of my body used to be deafening

Deafening like the wind in your ears when you go down a rollercoaster

Except there was no coming down off of that machine, much to my delight

Always experiencing 0-G ephiphanies

Just a child with love in her heart, heart screaming to the sky, 

screaming her questions aloud, eagerly awaiting a chance to live

Now that I've gotten my chance, my heart just screams for it all to stop

Bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum

It's not the questions, it's the answers I've been given

My heart will never stop fighting to live

but I don't want to be weighed down by a limited body anymore

I want to transcend, dance to something besides the beat of my own heart

(The rhythm of my soul?)

Bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum

There has to be more to this life than what I alone can accomplish

I don't want to be limited to feats belonging to blood and bone

I can't touch the sky with my feet on the ground

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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