Echoes of an Inner Haunt

dated: 07/08/07

Every time we stop and speak
A statement's made, with cause
We pause.
That's when I start to think
Of every time I break away, clean
In an instant, I process everything
Such an old repeat and this familiar sting
Just when I let myself start to believe
It hits,
The cardiac skips as I try to breathe
I miss a breath, I don't just halt - I freeze
A quick glance behind just to check to see
Suddenly
This all comes back, right in front of me
Blocking my path, obscuring all that I see
It's enough to bring me down to my knees
And I say "please."
Please. Please.
Just fade away
Don't bring the rain
Please, not today
And still, it haunts me such this way
Once more, I beg
Please just fade away
Before I fade away
Spirit broken, as I lay
Still so unprepared for this to take me away
I guess this wasn't the day (that I had hoped it would be)
This just wasn't my day (The sun, it rose, but not for me)
This just won't seem to go away
These echos, they reverberate
Haunted through another day.

Reviews

[Constance]

I liked the first of yours that I read so much, I had to read another. I was not disappointed.
I typically don't like rhyming poetry, as many here know. Often, to try and do a rhyme leaves the poem feeling fabricated, cold, unfelt.
This does not do that. It is excellent.
I would only change one thing: I would find a different word for fade in either of these lines, to avoid cliche'd repetition:
"Please just fade away
Before I fade away"