But I am not here

But I am not here

A Poem by Lucia

I feel like a projectile without a path. A bullet misfired. The intensity of my heart beating rocks my body back and forth like a crib. Numbed by medication the panic comforts me to the calming echo of a forgotten scream. Somewhere I know who I am, be it in the ignorance of my past or the wisdom of my future. But I am not here.

© 2018 Lucia



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oh man! i feel such anguish in these words ... we all get lost at times...unable to find sure footing ..but this expression is almost beyond the breaking point ..a penetrating and bone chilling read for me Lucia ..raw and honest to a fault
E.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lucia

1 Week Ago

this means a lot to me
Wow, this poem hit me really hard. Just the honest truth of it was stunning, like a blow. So often I feel like I am somewhere else when everyone around me seems so sure in the now. Amazing job with this poem.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lucia

1 Week Ago

I was worried the pacing lacked delicacy, but love how you phrased it "like a blow", thank you

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Added on January 29, 2018
Last Updated on January 29, 2018
Tags: future, past, philosophy, time, panic, anxiety, addiction, prose

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Lucia
Lucia

Fort Washington, PA



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