The way I feel

The way I feel

A Poem by Julia Ledo

I want to be the feeling you get when you listen to Ed Sheeran 
Or when the summertime sun kisses your skin without the air sweating all over you
That smell of dirt that makes you think of childhood overalls

Instead I've been feeling like a head congested
When you're afraid to pop your ears
And you still can't breathe

Like the void you'll stare into at night
At 3 a.m. 
contemplating why your not doing something else

If I could I would never try to feel like the time
We drove two hours to the state next door
And the hot air balloons were on the grass

But some things can't be helped
Like my cheeks that are still sensitive to frost bite
Because of the first time they were frozen

I guess I'd take a hint at some point
like when my brother took my gameboy advance to school
and lost it in the halls

I can't be everything
But if I could
I'd be perfect for you

I'd be that obnoxiously pink Chinese food restaurant
You have told me about a million times
And seem to love so much

I'd be warm towels fresh out of the dryer
and mom humming as she folds
and wraps you in one.

I'd be the moment when you wash purple dye out of your hair
And the purple glides down your shoulders
And turns you into a lavender work of art

But I'm the moment the water runs clear
The purple stained shower curtain
and the color down the drain

I'm just a rock
kicked by sketchers sneakers
Into a drainage gate

© 2017 Julia Ledo



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Added on March 4, 2017
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Julia Ledo
Julia Ledo

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