Ripples

Ripples

A Poem by ImOK

My mouth agape as my breath freezes.
I can feel the last exhale slither out in front of me.
My mind sinks back into the depths of traumatic memories.

I am suspended in the past.

My eyes turn in the back of my mind,
"Why aren't you responding to me",
Reverberates throughout my body in a high pitched ring.

Like a brass bell on a church tower,
Inanimate and cold as someone more pure strikes it's tone.
Calling all the people to the pews to recite their hymns,
To save those who are lesser than them.

Forgive those who hurt you,
Repent your sins.
And these sins I did not consent to give.

The horrible things which your limbs do not forget,
Which you can feel as your blood goes cold in the very inference of it happening again.

Repent,
Relive,
These sins are not mine to hold,
but I cannot forgive as I have let go,
but the memories grab me by the throat.

I did not ask for this. 
Please do not leave me to be alone.
I am afraid I may never come back if my mind sinks all the way,
Floating in this shame.

Happy Valentines Day

© 2020 ImOK


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Added on February 14, 2020
Last Updated on February 15, 2020

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ImOK
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