Come Quick

Come Quick

A Poem by Rachel DeHart

Insane.

                did you know?

                can you see it in my eyes?

                because I am sure, it must be obvious.

my heart beat on my sleeve.

you have to know, you know?

Cause this is me

                                falling H               

                                                E

             A

                D

                                    over

                           heels

 

and.

I have to be crazy right?

who would be stupid enough,

to ever hope they could be

as great

as you.

perfection is staring out at me

           from those eyes of yours.

and I am nervous just because,

                you’re worth it all.

 All of me whole.

      a price I know I’d pay,

                                a leg you say?

                                here have two,

you’re worth the excess of everything.

every moment I spent in hell,

was worth it.

without knowing it, it was

           you

I was treading water for.

you’re the reason that

no matter how hard I tried for it to,

it never worked with anyone     else.

 

see, the words are there,

I know that this must be what they mean,

yet these words must have

been terribly misused up until now.

this is inhuman, perfection, simple.

the world doesnot revolve around the sun,

                                I must have been confused.

                see all this gravity holding me down,

                                was really just pulling me to you.

rock bottom has a funny sense of humor,

leading me

 this way.

 

 

nothing else has ever felt  quite right.

I’ve always been outside whatever

“inside” that I was supposed to be drowning in.

and then, suddenly there

                                off in the distance, there you are.

                                then bam, you’re here

                           next to me.

and i am hooked like a fish without hope,

but you’re the water in my lungs.

helium that keeps me

                                floating,

when the rain is pouring.

Soon I must be due to explode.

                                because see here love,

           how can all this happiness

                survive in what was for so long

                                                        an empty shell?

 

 

you are saving me.

 

these scars, you see?

they’re all battle wounds from wars

                far past, or

at least thats how it seems.

you’ve murdered father time, a

                                crime I’d been plotting

                for sometime.

and you’ve swooped me up,

and run away. this is all too much to

take, the fairytail, for which my fingers were

always crossed.

                i’d just about given up.

but here i am,

and here I go

 

 

The words that  I said I’d never say in haste

but this dear, is not something to waste.

 

through time we must have been circling, reaching out

and barely missing. you’re the one for which everything has

been waiting. the reason that, no matter what,

happiness was just a turn, a turn, a turn away, a constant chase

lead by bread crumbs laid out by fate, following you through all

this space. this jigsaw puzzle that seemed incomplete, suddenly

clicked and here we are, staring face to face, and I must come clean.

 

this is me loving you, dearest.

 

come quick.

snap me out of it.

 

or shut me up with that kiss

make my knees weak

make me forget.

 

© 2009 Rachel DeHart


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I really loved this. I relate to it very much. My favorite line: "but you're the water in my lungs." Beautiful.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Holy crap, I love this! I love reading your work, and this fully continues the habit :]

This is beautiful:
"The words that I said I'd never say in haste
but this dear, is not something to waste."

and:
"I have to be crazy right?
who would be stupid enough,
to ever hope they could be
as great
as you."

I've felt that very same thing and you describe everything in this amazingly.

Awesome :]


Posted 15 Years Ago



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