"When I Thought I Had Nothing Left"
When I Thought I Had Nothing Left
I always think it's interesting to have a glimpse at the person I used to be, and poetry can be the rawest form of ourselves we have.
I wrote this poem a few years ago, and recently dug it back up again. Meeting someone special when you are determined to wallow in your past can be a real jolt to the heart, and my heart definitely had a hiccup this day.
The eager boy sat down by the tree
Asked if I often spoke of the weather
I waved my fingertips up to the sky
Asked if he had some dreams I could sever
The clouds morphed into things to be done
Places I knew I should be
He caught that my eyes seemed too far away
Engulfed in much more than he could see
He pulled a twig off a bowing branch
As I glanced over and held his gaze
His eyes burned a hole through all of my fears
Trying to tell me I could still be saved
A sharp crack split through the ache I had felt
Each moment since he came to sit down
I tried to pretend I had no idea
His impact was becoming so profound
But as the moments went on and his eyes still lingered
Tearing through my every short breath
I stood up knowing that if I walked away now
I would feel like I had nothing left.