Random Poetry

Crowds screaming my name in unison

The camera flashes blind my sight

People scream my name with joy

Not a care in the world

 Everyone comes up to me

               To tell me they love me

I sign autographs with delight

Looking at the blur of faces

               My emotions mixed with happiness and excitement

 What can be better than this?

I’m loved, nothing can go wrong

I can’t be hurt here-

               Not ever

I’m untouchable.

 My parents watch me amongst the crowd

Their arms around each other

               Looking as happy as ever

My siblings alongside them, clapping

               Jumping up and down with joy

 What can go wrong?

I’m finally living the life I’ve always wanted

The thrill of the crowd enjoying my presence

Loving me

 That is, until I come to

Reality hits me like a truck as I realize

The lights, the fans, the joy fades

As I realize it was all an illusion

Those screams aren’t for me,

               They’re my parents screaming at each other

 My siblings cling onto me for help

               Shaking as the screaming and violence gets louder

My eyes adjust to the reality before me

It was never real. None of it was

 My mind takes over in times of stress

               Projecting what I truly desire

Love

Admiration

Attention

And most importantly, peace

 I can’t help it

As soon as the violence starts, I travel

               To a place where everything is ok

Where nothing can hurt me or the people I love

 The only negative thing about this

               It hurts me to think about

Is that it’s not real

My parents scream, my siblings cry

 So, I close my eyes

               And give into the illusion

I try to sleep.

The darkness hovers over me,

As I lie here.

The night is quiet and calm.

Outside is black out,

Except for the small spec of moonlight that creeps

-in through my closed blinds.

My parents sleep in the other room next to mine.

The sound of snoring seeps into my room,

Indicating that I am the only one awake.

It’s been a few weeks since you’ve passed.

It’s been keeping me up every night,

My pillow catching small droplets of my tears.

I toss and turn, trying to get comfortable.

When suddenly,

The mattress beside my feet starts to sink,

The slow weight increasing on the bed

The weight felt heavy,

As if someone sits there

Waiting for me to drift.

I knew instantly it was you.

The energy felt comforting

Like you used to be.

I sit up, and see nothing

But the same, empty darkness.

Tears sting my eyes once more,

As I reach out to you

To feel something.

To feel you.

I know you’re here with me.

I grab your picture and look into your eyes once more.

My grandpa.

The most comforting person I ever had.

I wipe the remaining tears off my face.

The lingering energy of you gets stronger.

Laying my head against the pillow once more,

I close my eyes.

An image of you plays in my mind

Of you patting my shoulder like you used to.

The sudden feeling of comfort starts to form over me

As the weight of you slowly decreases by my feet.

I can’t help but let a little sigh of comfort out,

Knowing you’re still with me.