Rue Kendra

Rookie (Bakersfield, CA)

The Hanging - Poem by Rue Kendra

Always have I walked alone
Everyone's farther away
Even so, I kept walking.
That was my strength.

I'm not afraid of anything anymore,
I whisper to myself
Eventually I live in my memories,
I fight to love my solitude.

The cold door is still locked.
In the broken darkness,
There's a shadow of I who am crying.
The gallows await me.

Those days, that dream, that hope-
Can I ever go back?
All that is left is to tighten the noose.
Could I have the courage to face this?

I rest my head,
The crowd is of ecstasy.
Floors burst! Drop!
A startled yelp.

Is this sky real?
Whimsical, colors change suddenly.
Fragments of a world that has begun to shift,
Peel off, fade away like a daydream

There's less breath then I'm used to.
Can I reach that high?
There's a place somewhere else-
How strange!

Can I reach that high?
My crowded mind feels fuzzy-
Is it over?
Have I, died?


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 25, 2013



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