why is it

By manunkind

goodbye mother dear,
father- farewell.

i cannot tell
when i shall return

but those more learned than i
would say, "when i am ready."

the heaviest, headiest
burden, must i pull:

adulthood duller
than my childhood was wild.

its been awhile
since we've spoken

i've cultivated maturity and a broken
heart since that beats twice less than it should.

i tried to cry last night, but couldnt;
the airport makes me numb.

the magazines i read there make me dumber
than i'd like to admit to being.

plane takes off: im caught up in my breathing-
in and out in and out. dont stop.

why is it, (i ask myself alot,)
that everybody stays

and i am always leaving?

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© 2006 voix de femme
Published on Tuesday, March 7, 2006.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: awsome poem i like it

  • A former member wrote: .."i tried to cry last night, but couldnt; the airport makes me numb." ..that line in particular held me. This words appear to me almost shyly-spoken.. almost.. yet forceful and clinging at the same time. Well done.

  • TheLastDragon On Tuesday, March 7, 2006, TheLastDragon (69)By person wrote:

    always leaving and never arriving is a pain indeed. good write.

  • A former member wrote: a feather's sorrow brushes among your words, strokes of brilliant loss...hey, where ya headed?

  • manunkind On Tuesday, March 7, 2006, manunkind (64)By person wrote:

    haha..

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