A New Day

A New Day

A Poem by _mal

And now it's time for me to get over it and move on


Blind spot, safe and clear
I’ve checked out every angle
face pressed against the window
 watching water drop down
from the sky it is freedom, the glass
pleasantly cool against my rosy cheek
the wind in that old tree a breath of air
I’ve seen one hundred times.
 I long to be out there,
 cold but my doors are locked
stuck shut by the eyes stacked
up either side of my back step
weak alone
still sticking the pieces of my brain together
from last time it imploded,
grateful for the gravity
reality holding me in place these days
but through the wall these pills have built
I still hear the whispers indistinct
around my edges but pervasive and persistent
my tongue rolls in my mouth
pushing up my silver piercing trying to ground me
in the feeling of those little lumps,
remind me nobody cares
and I was brave once. Rage, this home
has been a haven it is my prison too
I want to smash my face through
this window  and escape the heat
and harsh familiarity of these walls that hide me
these corners that protect me from myself
nobody cares nobody is talking I am not
the centre of this universe. I push the door open and step out
nails digging in and opening old holes
in my palms, a wave of fear then fresh air
I force my eyes to stay open
fix them on the pale purple flowers down in the garden
and take another step. I don’t want to care,
 let it rain on me 

© 2013 _mal

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i know these moments,
places and spaces so well
you bring them to life
with such a free mind
you inspire

Posted 9 Years Ago

I came back...

Posted 9 Years Ago

Strong and emotional.

Take care,

Posted 9 Years Ago

very emotive and emotional. Quite a rollercoaster. The image of smashing your face through the window to escape the heat is very powerful

Posted 9 Years Ago

Great poem, I read through this earlier this morning several times, didn't get to leave my review though, had to leave for work. It was awesome then though. After reading it again, it's still awesome. Words of my own in response to this poem came to mind, shaping themselves into meter and rhyme of their own accord. If your words can inspire words in the minds of others with such ease, this truly is an awesome poem. Keep up the great work.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on June 23, 2011
Last Updated on July 6, 2013
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