Cracks In The Sidewalk

May 24, 2012
By Zoe-22-Turner DIAMOND, Beverly, Massachusetts
Zoe-22-Turner DIAMOND, Beverly, Massachusetts
99 articles 33 photos 91 comments

There is a lacework of cracks in the sidewalk pavement
And there are curved claw marks angrily imbed in her skin.
Streaks of salt water run down a red face from her eyes to her lips
As chewed up fingernails dig furiously deep into her flesh.

An ever increasing weight is placed inside her chest
As she slumps down under the infinite burden of nothingness
Filled to the brim, overflowing with unfathomable emptiness
Behind her lies shards of broken glass and torn up photographs

Random glimpses of incomplete images scatter the worn down ground,
A vision of a slim, pale hand with long, capable fingers laced in her own
Partial images of what could have been, and dreams that so easily
Could have come true, just a missed opportunity away from happiness

As she wanders down this sidewalk, her eyes never leave the ground
She watches the greenery between the cracks fade away to grey
And tries not to step on them because they mirror those in her heart
Her hands, with nothing to hold, dig gnawed, stubs of fingernails into flesh


The author's comments:
This is probably the most challenging piece I have ever written. It was written in tears as I tried to lace together words to tell the tale of starvation for the most powerfully hungered sustenance: affection.

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