This morning I awoke, hardly refreshed
everything already quickly vanishing
Like having a story just disappear,
I guess dreams aren’t meant to be kept
but treasured like forgotten childhoods.
Still, itchy, it tickled my conscious,
like religion and other touchy subjects.
Little details bubbling to the surface,
the hot greasy meat lovers pizza
a recipe for disaster, grinding teeth
and toothpicks that were useless.
Forgotten firework flashes from faraway,
like trying to remember my first memory
or remembering how you smelled
when I was standing next to you.
The mental maze was without beginning
and I didn’t know where I would end up
so I simply destroyed the question.
Maybe I was being lazy…
Maybe I should have started flipping tables
searching for the answer, for you
and made this a story of my best days.
But the touchy subjects still surface,
and the awesome moments are long gone
I realize, maybe it’s not meant to be
and I just want to sleep forever
and dream of you and the firework show
but thankfully, I am still breathing
even though my heart is sinking
I’m drowning in misery and miracles.
This is a really exciting poem for me! I got this idea from: http://heatherdorn.wordpress.com/2013/11/18/the-legal-limit/
Basically you create a found poem using: http://what-would-i-say.com
It’s a lot of fun and really pushed your creativity to the limits in order to find connections. The bold words or phrases are pulled directly from the created statuses. Please try it out and link them back to me! I would love to read them!