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I Set You Free, My Hope

February 5, 2013
By Taylor Applebee BRONZE, Manhattan, Kansas
Taylor Applebee BRONZE, Manhattan, Kansas
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Rivers stream down my cheeks like razorblades,
I’m drowning in the hidden truth of you.
Where my heart beats, seems silent.
You pour out your pain and suffering.
You pour out your last goodbye.
You become as still as the air around me,
You’re just waiting for my response.
When the silence completely absorbs us both, you part your way.
You leave me broken, without even a second glance.
The silence that once swallowed me whole, has been brutally murdered by the shrill cries of my inner being.
Broken and useless, I become nothing.
I am now, only a statue of remorse and unbearable pain.
The only thing I feel is pure hatred for nobody but myself.
I can’t picture you, anymore.
I can’t hear your voice echo in my ears, like it use to.
The brilliant light and beautiful life we once lived in, was violently shattered before my very eyes.
Now, I know you are truly gone.
I fear, you may be lost, that you wish to be, need to be found.
I venture to the valley of the dead.
That’s where I find your eternal resting place, bestowed underneath a marble tombstone.
I fall to my knees and stare of the faded scribbles that once represented your name.
I should have ended it.
I should have stopped you.
Instead, here you lay, trapped under a marble stone, inside a cushioned oak wood, and metal box, with your eyes closed and you skin shriveling away to dust at the decade.
The rivers begin to pour, once again.
I open my eyes, drenched with sadness, to see the dimming horizon, just above the mountains, before me.
Suddenly it hits me, I realize, you’re not gone.
You’re not lost.
You’re everywhere and you’re nowhere.
You’re high in the clouds, floating with your golden halo and angelic wings.
You’re hovering over what’s left of my broken inner being, recreating it, fixing it and healing it.
I sense your enlightening presence.
I can feel your glow.
I can feel your love and I know you have forgiven me.
Most of all, I can sense your undeniable happiness.
I can finally feel warmth, after being frozen for so long.
Like, somehow you cut off the chains that have been pulling me down, deeper and deeper, drowning me.


The author's comments:
I was inspired to write this poem by my best friends little sister.

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