POETRY | Focus Broken

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Some late night words came to me that I had to pen before I went to sleep. I've learned not to ignore words. Once you've experienced a writers block you are grateful and appreciative for words that come to you un-induced! Enjoy!


Focus Broken

She’s catching feelings.
Doing the very thing she said she wouldn’t do.
She told her feelings NO, and her heart to play it cool.
She scolds herself.
Of all people, THIS dude.
Noo not THIS dude.
THIS dude!
So now what?

She finds herself up to the early morning hours
Thinking, Penning, Writing, Focused.
Thinking, Penning, Writing, Focused.
Focused. Focused.
Focus—
Broken…..
Because of this dude.

She finds herself falling asleep thinking of him.
Wondering what he fell asleep thinking of.
Better yet who? ‘Cause she knows she’s not the one.
Is she?

Thinking, Penning, Writing, Focused.
Thinking, Penning, Writing, Focused.
Focused. Focused.
Focus—
Broken…..

Frustrated she slams shut the clam shell that has become her gateway to hell.
The hell she experiences waiting for his words.
Eyes glued to a screen, mind fixed to a system
That has made a habit of disappointing her.
With every notification that isn’t from him.

Phone in hand.
She’s waking the screen every 22 seconds
To make sure she hasn’t missed a text from him.
Nope.
She resolves to let it go.
Knowing it would never work.
Knowing the feelings aren’t mutual.
She resolves to let it go before she ends up hurt.

Forget it! She Goes back to

Thinking, Penning, Writing, Focused.
Thinking, Penning, Writing, Focused.
Focused. Focused.
Focus—
Broken…..

This dude floods her thoughts!

Phone down.
Computer Shut.
She loses herself in her own mind.
Travels through space and time
In hopes of leaving thoughts of him behind.
She’s doing good.
Solid.
He’s no where to be found.

As her mind eases her body too begins to relax.
Thoughts, free of him
She meditates.
Until—
Yep, he’s back.

But she’s had enough!
She is going to confront him
Let him know.
He has to go.
He can’t keep lingering likes this
It isn’t healthy.
She knows.
As she parts her lips to speak her mind
He stops her.

His eyes say everything she wants hear.
Though they stand there
Silent.
Her feelings are elated, her heart screams.

Moments later

She awakes




It was a F***** Dream.

1 comment:

  1. HOT SHIT! FEELING THE FLOW OF THE PIECE. AND ITS BUILD. DAMN READING SHIT LIKE THIS MAKES ME WANNA START WRITING AGAIN. KEEP IT UP FAM.

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