free write #1
Someone should stop me.
Or
no, nobody can stop me
and
I'm responsible for my own actions
and reactions
and I'm a force charging ahead
at a speed too dangerous for all of us,
but especially harmful
to the me who stands behind on this platform,
alone,
waving goodbye to the unknown,
watching waves of color rush by--
blurs of crimson, sage, white,
all the blinding colors we never had a name for.
(And all the while, my arms flail wildly,
limbs belonging to someone else,
a shattered heart on my sleeve
and the same old nothing slipping through crooked fingers.)
I said,
I said I said I said,
Someone should stop me.
No, someone should have stopped me
a long time ago
and whispered into my ear:
"You don't need to do this."
And I would have stared down at my filthy sneakers,
caked in dirt and decorated with ink,
and then I guess
everything would have been
different
because
it never woulda happened.
Or
no, nobody can stop me
and
I'm responsible for my own actions
and reactions
and I'm a force charging ahead
at a speed too dangerous for all of us,
but especially harmful
to the me who stands behind on this platform,
alone,
waving goodbye to the unknown,
watching waves of color rush by--
blurs of crimson, sage, white,
all the blinding colors we never had a name for.
(And all the while, my arms flail wildly,
limbs belonging to someone else,
a shattered heart on my sleeve
and the same old nothing slipping through crooked fingers.)
I said,
I said I said I said,
Someone should stop me.
No, someone should have stopped me
a long time ago
and whispered into my ear:
"You don't need to do this."
And I would have stared down at my filthy sneakers,
caked in dirt and decorated with ink,
and then I guess
everything would have been
different
because
it never woulda happened.