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balancing [2-25-2010]

by Ava Blu



i keep waking up with my hands tearing at my pillow,
digging through the sheets and finding my way to
who knows what
who knows where


i keep waking up in the middle of the night
not knowing where i am
and i don't know why
and i don't know how


but i keep waking up
before you.


02/25/2010
Posted on 02/26/2010
Copyright © 2024 Ava Blu

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 02/26/10 at 04:08 PM

This certainly seems to have one of the strongest elements of balancing in the series so far. I love the build-up in this so much. The lines that carry us through to that last unforgettable one are just perfect, perfect and perfect some more.

Posted by Aaron Blair on 02/26/10 at 04:54 PM

I hate waking up first and feeling alone. Good description of how that feels.

Posted by Nanette Bellman on 02/26/10 at 10:28 PM

Ava, this feels like being in your little vortex of a nightmare. So few words but so many emotions conveyed.

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