Sunday, February 1, 2009

Not Allowed.

I'm not allowed to talk to you
I'm not allowed to see your face
I'm not allowed to speak your name
Or ask for your embrace
I no longer can call you on the phone
And no marathon emails
I can no longer check up on my best friend
I'm not allowed to even call you mine
Silence and space in between
Getting over you takes longer than a day
And a day is what i'll survive
The rest will drag and drag
I'm not allowed to send you a quick message 
To let you know i'm praying or dying
I have to wait til the worst is over
Til my heart can beat without your name echoing
Well, when you suggested this prolonged silence
I nodded once and let the tears fill up my eyes
I steeled myself for the pain to hit my heart
And it slammed into me like a wave in the ocean
Beat against me and knocked me off my feet
Tumbling head over heels over head over heels
And then i washed up on shore
I couldn't move. 
I think my heart is broken
I can't move.
Who knows when i'll be able to get up again
I took down all the pictures of us on the walls of my cell
I deleted all our songs and hastily hid your notes with the pictures
Far away from this room that now seems to be a prison
No light gets through the bars
I had all these hopes and dreams
I can't have them anymore
I'm not allowed and the contraband simply appears in my heart
Daydreams and the night time ones are off limits
I think my heart is broken.
I think it is.
Really and truly
I'm surprised it still manages to beat
My face can find some semblance of a smile
Somewhere
But my muscles don't feel like wasting energy on something i don't mean
I'm not allowed to talk to you?
What?
I....
can't.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

i like the poem.. but babe, it's so sad. i'm so sorry that you're having to go through this. i love you! please let me know if you just need me to listen for a while, ok?