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the music would do you justice, too
by Ava Blumy brain mush,
I pulled out the oldest mixed tape
not thinking of who gave it to me
but only the music my ears needed
eyes closed,
I saw the notes
and not someones face
I saw today
and not a day long ago
when I was in my Mothers house
holding onto the one memory of you
that hadnt yet ripped me apart
some people have to pretend the past is dead,
buried along with the pain,
but I wont allow any part of me
to die because of you.
11/13/2008 Posted on 11/14/2008
Copyright © 2025 Ava Blu
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Olivia Weinkein on 11/14/08 at 02:02 AM gorgeous. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 11/14/08 at 04:09 AM very few writers i personally know better capture the sense of holding onto something and knowing full well that doing so will destory them in the end. as always, well done. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/14/08 at 05:19 AM Strong write - well done. |
| Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 11/15/08 at 12:08 AM i wish i was that strong. this is and i am glad you wrote it, for whatever that's worth |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/16/08 at 11:38 PM You've expressed very forcefully the will to survive emotionally and psychologically even though it causes pain. Very effective writing. (Question arises: does one need to die in any sense to let go of the feelings caused by a very damaging relationship?) |
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