Recovery

I,
Saw a girl that reminded me of you.
And I
Stopped.
Dropped my dignity,
And recovered.
With just enough time to give her a smile.

I,
Thought about something that reminded me of you.
And I
Stopped.
Dropped my dignity
And tripped over the curb of my consciousness.
St. St. Stuttered at the thought of you,
And drooled over your smile in my mind.
And recovered,
Just in time to keep my teacher from noticing my sudden change in my eyes.

I,
Heard a song that reminded me of you.
And I
Stopped. Scoffed.
Dropped my headphones.
And turned it off.
Because I'm tired of being reminded of you.
Tired of letting my my mind be dominated by the girl who hurts me the most.
My heads spinning.
A Ferris wheel of headaches
A carousel of torture.
And you're the only one who can stop it

I
Thought about how much power I give you.
And I.
Stopped, dropped
My head in pity
And I thought
That I've let you rent out too many rooms in the house of my mind
And
Maybe that's why
When I look into the mirror and into my eyes,
I only see you

I
Woke up one morning with a tear in my eye
And even though I hated that it happened
That was the morning that the world stopped reminding me of you.
And I.
Stopped,
Dropped the tear from my eye
Like a blessing in a desert sky
And I recovered
With just enough time to make it to class by nine.

Comments

MVP-Most Valuable Poet

powerful

so meaningful in terms of how you connected ideas to the letter i

continue to write and build off your ideas

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