Lucky? - Poem by Kenzie Lynn
Need an out? Hope not!
Was on my back, seeing stars!
Lucky, lucky you!
Why do I shiver, then,
As though the wind is ruffling the surface of my skin...
As though i'm waking from a deep sleep...
As though someone is walking over my grave?
I know who you are...
And I hold you, like pecies of a puzzle in my hands,
Wondering how to fit the jagged edges together perfectly.
I don't remember being scared...
I only remember the firelight,
The beach, the warm night,
I hold the memory of you close to me in the dark, like the light.
I keep that memory closest to me...
And try to remember the deep sea-salt tangy smell of you,
But I can't keep hold...
The dark keeps rising...
The shadows rise up and cover me,
Like waves...Until I'm adrift... and drowning in darkness...
Do they still think i'm Lucky?
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