I breathe intensely with difficulty,
I breath in your name,
I breath out in yours,
To pacify what's left of me.
Even then,
I push you away.
Not because
I don't want you.
But because,
I don't yearn for you,
To see me like this,
To see me dying in your arms,
To remember this memory of me,
Losing life & giving up.
Even when I can't,
I want to live
With you.
Die when I have exhausted all
The life experiences there can be,
With you.
But you know,
I have to go.
An urgency from this ache inside.
This is the last moment,
And I don't want you to remember me like this.
So, I push you away.
Actually it is more of
Pushing myself away.
From your memory,
Your conscience,
Your heart.
To make you suffer less.
I know, I can't be
The rose of your life garden,
So why become
The only thorn on the barren.
So my love, just bid me goodbye,
Before I bid goodbye to the living.
Push me out of your mind,
And let me push you away.
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...