Knocking

Life knocks,

Softly first.

I turn away...

tired.

Louder, it comes

Pounding.

My hands pressed to my ears,

I turn.

Pounding...pounding

Louder now.

Beating...

like a war drum.

POUNDING, POUNDING,

Painful now.

I can't...

Stand it anymore.

POUNDING...POUNDING

Beating

Like a sledgehammer

against my head.

I can't let it in...

wounds and broken bones,

beaten to my core,

 

and still...

POUNDING, POUNDING...

POUNDING.

It wants

more.

I cry softly to myself,

for no one else can hear.

"please, I have nothing else,

no more to give."

 

still...

I hear life pounding

at my door.

"leave me be." I scream

"you've already

taken it all."

still...

Pounding...Pounding

Beating

Down my door.

"can't you see I'm empty

now,

there is nothing here

anymore."

I thought I heard

a pause...

a moment to

catch my breath...

But I realize

it's only now

because...

I'm deaf.

No sound...

only me,

alone.

with life

still

at my door...

wanting more.

I open a window,

thinking to...

jump...

to escape...

but life...

pushed back.

A rush of wind filled my lungs...

gasp...

I fall back,

 and

push forward again...

to face the force,

that was pushing in.

Alive again.

 

Reviews

[I Am Svetlana]

I really love the format that you decided to use for this piece. Very effective! I'm not deaf, but I know how it feels to wake up to the sound of life pounding around you, forcing you awake and not bothering to leave you alone. This also reminded me of how depression feels to most people. Something so urgent that it just can't wait, even if you don't feel like moving or have the energy. Life is deceitful and it takes the best of all of us...

[Sami Khalil]

A splendid write...I guess I was the first to review...:)