The Surrogate of You

by Everlasting   Aug 21, 2014


It's been days, I can't live like this...

This feeling is more than I could ask for.
it's the sun in the sky- unreachable,
yet I have it in my chest.

It descended like a star,
like a meteorite: too fast.
To be examined in homes - by people
who wondered if its structure is real
or if it's just another rock struck
on the surface of this Earth.

Now I feel hollow,
when all I have
is the beating of a blazing heart-
the surrogate of you.
The surrogate
that makes me alive
yet that makes my life
not worth while.

I can't continue like this.

I need you here
to fill this chest of mine.
So grab a shovel, and shovel
love into my heart,
Just like you would snow -
every morning,
from the driveway of the house
that keep us apart.

Continue shoveling,
until you fill this hollow chest-
with the love that melts
throughout my veins
to make my life worth while.

fill it up,

And let's shovel,

let's shovel snow
throughout our lives -
you to me and I to you
to clear our way out
from these frosty driveways
that won't let us run
into each others arms.

Written by: L. L.

Feb 20, 2014

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  • 9 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Judging comment:

    The idea of being a surrogate to this person is intriguing and fills me with curiosity. The only other times I have heard "surrogate" is in stories I have read on surrogate mothers. I like how easily your thoughts transition and flow, and how you separate certain lines to further highlight your doubt that you cannot keep living like this. Living so empty, living for another person but not for your own purpose. It's interesting to me how you mention earth and nature, the sun, stars, meteorites and how it's like this feeling cannot be explained. As if you were created by something far more mystical than one could imagine. Then, you transition to include a certain someone. There is a distinct yearning and almost dreamy want to experience love, not just hear about it, but to know you are here for a reason. I notice how you urge more and more for this person to be with you, to "shovel' with you, this snow that perhaps represents baggage in your life and burdens you wish to let go. I think the image at the end of the frosty driveway cleverly stresses how much you want to find an answer, not be alone, find another path, anything except the one you are "snowed in" at. Lovely write! (10)

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