Catch Me

two months have passed. dinner is waiting, grating
all this on my mind. nothing has passed. I'm like a lightbulb fading.
I was in it to win it but nothing came with it and now I'm just sitting alone.
I was ready to bet all the cards in my head and now I'm just stuck here at home but it's okay,
that was just yesterday, tomorrow I'll wake at the break of day,
new beginnings will win me a new pass at this repetitive game.
and I'm running (it's fun) till the time's up (i'm done) and I still see no change here at all.
all the bridges that burned left the lessons unlearned and I'm waiting to see who will call.

if this is the moment I've been waiting for,
then you'd better sell it, sell it a little more.
if I jump now, with all my doubts and fall
please be there to catch me, to catch it all.

take my regrets, put them in a box, where somewhere
I'll lock it up back in my room, back in my head, where those thoughts spin and tear.
now go forward and screaming, so desperately seeming, to see if an eye catches me.
although that's what I'm dreading, well that's where I'm heading. there's only so much prettying words
to cover the truth. remember our youth when we still caught on fire?
and this day breaks over and over-remember that time when you called me a liar?
is it still coming true? and to see it through you and your eyes I was not coming clear.
all those words that i said matched the scenes in my head, but that's not what I meant. what's happening here?

if this is the moment i've been waiting for
then you'd better sell it, sell it a little more.
if I jump now, with all my doubts and fall,
please be there to catch me, to catch it all.

to jump is to win, or to jump is to die
I still don't know how I've been fighting, or why
but for better or worse, I've been holding my breath,
and pause. doing nothing is better than death.
what's real and what's not, it's a riddle yet told.
I'll know at least by the time I'm old
and gold, give me a second to think.
give me a reason to edge off the brink.

if this is the moment I've been waiting for
then you'd better sell it, sell it a little more.
if I jump now, with all my doubts and fall
please be there to catch me, to catch it all.

Comments

smooth_harmony

wow...snap snap snap powerful and beautiful illustrated. There is a sense of reconcilation and there is a sense of needing conformation about whether or not what they have will last. But the author also wants to know can there be a fresh start..but there is hope of a relationship that can be build on something strong then it started out on...Very encouraging and right on time.

lostintheusa

Thanks smooth harmony! I'm glad that need for confirmation and hopefulness was felt! Those were definitely some of the main feelings behind this piece.

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