A poem by Kyle Dixon, senior English Education Major
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finally, peace at last
no more troubles of the past
just the obscure glass
telling myself this too shall pass
face pressed against the corner
clawing, hoping to break the border
feeling trapped but never more free
Wondering how all this could be
no one, and nothing looking back at me
i’ve scratched and chipped the edge for you to see
i can’t stand seeing the reflection of this room
suddenly you appear, full of gloom
my mind is pacing
my heart is racing
i know this is my only chance
i brace myself, hoping you take more than a glance
you shut the lights off, light a candle
and I reach for the handle
the flickering awakes my inner demon
and you finally give me a reason
you shake and tremble, this can’t be real
but oh, honey, how you are mine to steal
i break free from the barrier
and now i breathe this very air
you scream and thrash
but all that’s left of you is in the glass
i’ve seen your routine, i know who to be
suddenly this all feels like a dream
it’s real, oh yes it is real
free at last while all you can do is kneel
for i am now you
escaped from the glue
and you are stuck behind the glass
forever trapped in the past
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