Alicia Proto
March 20, 2014
Poem
Anything
is Possible
You’re the character from all my stories
The one in all my poems
Somehow every person I’ve met after you
Any other I could write about
Only leads me back down this familiar road
back to your safe house.
You are the one I think about at night
I listen to old songs that leave me hugging myself tight
When the room is cold
And only my mind stays light
With the warmth of your presence in my head
As I curl up smaller in this far too big bed.
You are the heroine in my tragic tale
I sigh just pondering your face
How it changes as different emotions take shape.
You fought off my demons
Scared the monsters under my bed
Said you’d never leave me
Had me convinced you’d be there til I was dead.
You’re the song I so badly want to sing
Even though it feels like sin
Like how just the sound of a powerful wind
Can still numb my room temperature skin.
There’s a picture in my mind when I close my eyes
Its almost always winter time
A season where these feelings blossomed
Even in the dead of cold
The look of your eyes staring into mine
Made me feel not so alone.
Mother Nature can tell that I long for you
She teases me with every gust of wind
Spinning abandoned leaves in a dance
That tickles the skin
I was always waiting for my life to begin
Until you walked in
I was aimlessly looking for a sign
I was blind until the night you looked into my eyes.
Is this obsession?
When a beam of light
On a cloudy winters day
Warms my face
Beams so strong
If I shut my eyes
it almost feels like
may.
Its you I picture there
Looking up at the same sky
Wondering how all this time has flown by.
Insanity is a terrifying game
And here I sit typing, feeling so terribly insane.
Sadly, don’t have any tears left to cry.
So I just sigh
And wait for the clouds to go by
As to hide the sun
The frigid air reminding me
that there’s really no one there.
Reminding me
How life never promises
To be fair.
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