You forget

Your mind is ill

Your body

An aching shell

Insisting on

Keeping

The remains of a man

Alive

A man who once was

Living

 

And I see you

As a polaroid picture

In shades of

Black and white

Creased

Trapped

Bound to

A fading frame

Slowly

But surely

Breaking down

You see me never

We are untying

Little by little

Loosening the knot

That binds us

And what once was

Is departing

Is dissolving

In stillness

And sound

Amid memories

You often fail

To remember

And the day will come

When you won't recall

My name

Or my being

Nevertheless

I shall linger

Hold your hand

In waiting

'Till you've reached

The end

And I can let go

Though I feel

Already now

You've been absent

For long

And my hands are

Getting weary

You are weary

And it feels wrong

Author's Note

Reviews

[Sugar Plum ♥]

The first thing, which comes to my mind when I read this piece is..how much each word carry a strong emphasis, how much sadness it radiates. Each word here is so expressive and even screaming for itself. We are in this reality, but somehow we are not. As if you are painter, who is writing and in the same time painting the words. I love how the beginning sounds, the way you create the broken image, the feeling in it, your own emotions...is just great. The person, close and far in the same time, is like resolving in a black and white picture, a shade. I like most:

Your mind is ill
Your body
An aching shell
Insisting on
Keeping
The remains of a man
Alive
A man who once was
Living

[Michelle N. H.]

Thank you for all your lovely reviews. They are each thorough and feeling. It means a lot to me, you take your time here :)

[Sugar Plum ♥]

Thank you too, dear Selma! I`m not so good and I review rarely, but I like your poems much!

[Michelle N. H.]

It makes me appreciate it even more, knowing you rarely write a review. I favor yours over many, because you are detailed and feel me well. I like your writing too, and shall come by for more reads! :)

[Chris]

Letting go is a theme so many try to share - but understanding just how complex it is ...THAT... most can only live through.

[Michelle N. H.]

Thanks for peeking in, Chris.

[Scott Metro]

A wonderfully expressed sadness, Ember.
It dies slowly for some of us...quicker for the uncaring and "just sunshine romances"..
Well done Michelle...I really enjoyed this one.
...and smile...
Scott

[Michelle N. H.]

:) Thank you for your words, Scottie. You know that I value them.

[Scott Metro]

My pleasure......
S.

[Shaquana Adams]

Terribly sad, yet beautifully expressed. Great work! :)

[Michelle N. H.]

Thank you, Shaquana :)

[PoemRodent]

Beautifully expressed and well filled with thoughts and emotion.

[Michelle N. H.]

Thanks, Dostani! so much.

[PoemRodent]

You very welcome.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

terribly sad poem that affects me greatly...my dad is in his mid nineties...still pretty healthy in body, but his mind is going...and that is so tough for me to see...he was one of the sharpest people i ever knew...

[Michelle N. H.]

I'm so sorry to hear that.. I know what it's like losing your father to a mind that is fading. However, thank you for sharing your story. As always, I appreciate you stopping by :)