I Want To Say I Love You, But... Poem by James Dionne

Enter.
Create.

Reprise.
New day.

My eyes wide,
yet can't see.

The air is cold,
and sounds empty.

Something holds me back,
with a ball and chain.

I crawl on, weary eyed,
my strength to return here,

Every breath I gain again,
the more words come from my mouth,

And the more it just tears you up,
the more power I ball in me.

Relaxed it will burn and shine then more,
every waking step I may take kills;

I could not help myself and fell to you,
like you a goddess and I, just a knave.

But I slip from the world once again.
Air runs tighter every step again,

Fire burns in my heart, terror,
a panic attack with no thought.

I count, four, five, six, seven,
ticking down the clock some more.

I stare at time itself.
Nightmare's crying its sleep.

Dying wishes safe,
horror strikes again.

My arm falls down,
eyes closed forever.

Quiet sleep,
fading now.

Light shines,
dark glows.

I fade,
backwards.

Good.
Night.