Detatched: A Poem for Two Voices

by: Madison Lewis

Spring 2017

Pain in my favorite game.

It’s been years, it was over so quickly.

I don’t focus on only one,

But instead on many persons.

The more, the merrier me.

I feel your pain everyday, replaying it like it was the first time.

I can’t, I didn’t see you coming.

You did. I did.

You hit me harder than a bullet train.

Adults are stupid,

You feel like a thousand knives at once.

And numb.

You hurt me,

They often welcome me.

I am a child’s absolute worst nightmare.

And those younger,

The weaker, more innocent.

The better.

I am a fate far darker than death.

You’re drunk, you fight, you leave me on the stairs

To listen

To cry.

I am a forever ghost,

How is there so much hate.

Haunting you. Changing you.

Tears and fear steal my strength.

I create porcelain people.

You’ve left near death.

Never will you learn to trust in love.

I’m floating, outside looking, watching.

Love isn’t something I believe in.