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still
by Shonda CreemerDo you remember
that night long ago
you called
scared
broken
not wanting to live
pleading for me to help
I drove
as fast as my brown clunker of a car could go
ignoring all the rules
time passing by
I hoped you would be mine when I arrived
somehow
you still were
Do you remember
when I got there
rushing in
prying the blade from your hands
cutting myself in the process
our embrace
melting in emotions
you crying
me crying
holding each other tight for fear of letting go
I loved you more in that moment
then you could have possibly known
somehow
I still do
12/03/2004 Posted on 12/04/2004
Copyright © 2024 Shonda Creemer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Wendy Geal on 12/09/04 at 03:39 AM You've created a sense of urgency in this piece which enables the reader to feel and see what you felt and saw. Excellent piece.
ps- also nice to see another arkansas writer on pathetic :)i'm from NLR as well |
| Posted by Ava Blu on 12/12/04 at 04:17 AM Imagery in this is terrific. Very sad. I have been there many times before, except someone else had to pry it out of my hands. |
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