Stumble It!
Today
Wednesday, April 30, 2008 at 11:50AM 
Today
Today I am an empty highway.
Left as a reminder of all that have travelled through here.
I close my eyes, let the wind howl down my tunnels.
Today I stretch my arms like guard-rails to protect nothing.
Losing is as a carousel is to lost.
There are streaks of burnt rubber making tracks up my chest.
Too many have crashed right on this spot, notice the flowers and crosses that I bare.
Today I am an ignored room, with chair rails collecting dust.
Practicing invisibility, by embracing that I am forgotten.
I have turned hard and brittle, as stoic as time.
I am the crack in the wall, destined to never be filled.
My foundation is weakened, by the weight of those that I bore.
I am a hurt hidden place, under scuffed floor boards.
Today, I'll survive as a ruin or relic, somehow.
I'll go through the hours with a furrowed brow, but won't someone tell me please
how long is now?
Reader Comments (11)
Somedays I too feel this way! The now does not last that long!
Believe me!
It sure feels good to be back!
i know the feeling of this is never going to end oh so dearly... in fact just this morning as i set off to the store,, something i usually have to agonize over for a day or two before i will leave the house,, i said to myself.. "its lifting.. i think it might be going away....."
this was ever so beautify written ,, and thought provoking to boot.....
The images of the narrator as a highway, a cracked wall, and an empty room are very powerful. THe metaphors create a mood of melancholy and hurt. Very strong writing.
That final sentence blows me away! Lovely work!
All the metaphors are so well done! Excellent poem!
shit. how can you paint and write so beautifully about being broken so badly? I wish I didn't feel like I was in a car with no doors andno brakes. I know it is just illusion that you are so close, then why do I pick up passengers and drive off again? sorry to be such an unbearable , undeniable stain and likewise a boy.
Beautifully done! The sense of desolation applied to a ruin was perfect. But it doesn't last.
I really liked how you described the empty highway: so much truth in that one.
this is so beautiful yet so sad
xoxo
love yr blog... very creative... today, how long is now... awesome!!!
This is an amazing piece, Amarettogirl...
Each word carefully chosen. Each line filled with feeling and images.