Simple Poem by Alyssa Rieper

I

Can it really be that easy?
All I have to do is take your hand
and you will obediently come with me,
wherever I lead you.

You trust me
You love me
You have realized that you need to get your life on track and
you need my help

I will help you raise yourself
Above this foul standard
of which you stand

Can you really stay with me forever?

I'll be your high

But what will happen when I'm not around?
Will you go back?
Fall into a cold and eternal slumber unless I shock your heart
to beat once again?

II

The reminesce name echos itself down aon the crinkled post-it paper in front of you
If you can't see me, maybe the curves and swirls of the fine black ink will raise you to life agian.
I heard your calls
I was there and you weren't
You missed the apocalypse of your happiness by the swift chime of 10: 30 pm
The coffin enchambers you and you dream is eclipsed by it's oak cell