In The Center Of The Mall

A Poem By Madeline // 7/10/2014

I'm your prideless girl
You're riddled with despair
Baby, look at me
You know that I don't care

And your lips are soft on my fingertips
Your whole being caving in
Imploding and I have to watch
And to do so seems a sin
But baby, I know all about them
I cradle your head to my chest
Feel me breathe for two
Your tense neck finally rests
You can return the favor one day
We're stuck for a moment in our little bubble
This world we've carved out of space just for us
I know with one blink what's become of your freedom
I clench hard since you're the only one I can trust
Breathe, baby, breathe with me
Don't you see what you're doing to us?
Please, baby, be with me
With a massive headache and a madwoman's smile
This moment is quick
If we were to pick
It out of time
Then I would imply
That this meant the most
But subtly
Since stakes
Are still tied to your post
I promise I won't leave
Not in that way, I mean I mean

I snicker as you stutter
And it dismisses every dream
I've ever had for us
Our love
It's okay, I'm fine
I'm not--it's worse than I felt-
before

So your arm comes around me and we
Resume walking toward the door

Comments

This is interesting and kind

This is interesting and kind of obscure. I guess it's sort of like a moment of realness in an otherwise superficial relationship? Or trying to help somebody emotionally when they don't want help? That's sort of how I interpreted it, but I'm not sure if I'm right. Haha.

Erin | Thu, 07/10/2014

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

Hmm

Ditto to Erin!
I loved this! Though the jumbled feel to it made me feel like I was hanging off a cliff somehow, clinging onto trying to find out what it was about. Very beautiful! And abstract almost!

Kassady | Sun, 07/13/2014

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
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Write On!

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