12:31

by umbra   Mar 4, 2007


Time alone to try and think, quiet filling my entire being.
Echoes of the day pass by, dim memories in my eyes.
An outward sigh, an inner scream, frustration tears at me.
Why does nothing ever work out, where's my happy ending?

Another day has given in time, as I look and see the clock.
12:31, and nothing new, same old problem and no solution.
Grades are down, parents screaming, everything wrong yet again.
My heart is breaking, my spirit snuffed, tired, so tired now.

I lay in bed and look up, into the cool and ethereal dark.
Wondering how, when, and where I lost my way, strayed from the path.
A small shrug, a white flag, I give in to the pain and tension.
All thoughts fade away as I escape reality to dream.

My eyes open again and I shield them from the radiant sunlight.
A small gasp leaves my lips, I see untamed wildflowers and grass, stretching out to encompass the world.
Something so spectacular, it can't be real.
With a usual frown and small sigh, I realize it isn't, just a dream.

Walking along through the grass, fingers grazing along the rough stalks.
Eyes closed as I walk aimlessly, nothing wrong.
My sorrows and burdens melting in the warmth of the sun.
Slowly, my eyes blink at the vivid colors of the landscape.

Something moves at the edge of sight, and I turn and follow.
The person ahead stops and I move close behind them.
He, she, it, someone always changing, becoming people familiar and strange.
With regret I realize this person is everything I missed.
People never met, friends never made, the missing piece in the puzzle of my life.

I've questioned my fate so long, wondering what went wrong.
Now I realize I'm to blame, never made my leap of faith.
When you hide behind boundaries, nice and safe, you won't ever grow or learn to outpace.
If one wishes to grow, become more than they were before, they need to cross the line, take the extra step, make a leap of faith.

A purging sigh quells my doubts, and I move to greet my fate.
My missing piece wraps me in an embrace, and I let everything, pain and sorrow, hate and fear, fade away since I made the leap.
Nothing wrong, something right, a chuckle of glee and delight.
Is this heaven? I feel so good! The sky is clear, my glass half-full. A completed puzzle, snug and fit, wrapped in bliss.
Tears of joy slide down my face, as I cry to answered prayers, then nothing.

The fire consumed my home, bad wiring had finally gone.
The smoke reached my form, long before the flames licking tongue.
Only one who didn't wake, but slept and dreamed instead.
Later the doctor said that everything had been done, but smoke had destroyed my lungs.
They said I didn't feel a thing, just went to sleep and never woke.

People cried, then finally moved on, I was buried in the ground.
The only thing I regret is that I never tried my best, stepped ahead, helped ever chance I had.
Learn a lesson from my mistakes, life ends sooner than you think.
People are what they do, your actions define you.
So always do your very best, put in the extra time, help a stranger, just try.
Maybe you'll get your happy ending after all.

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  • Good work some times i wish i could learn from my mistakes and not have ever one fix them for me

  • 10 years ago

    by kate

    I really liked this poem a lot. there was a part in the poem where it kinda remind me of how people move along without you in a since while your just standing there and you see all these people walking around and smiling and you don't understand what is so different with my life then theirs. but all in the end there was a death that become of what you never did in life, i guess what im saying or what i think your poem is saying is that do what you live for and take things on to a new level because your life will change you for the worse or the best. you did an amazing job.

    keep it up.
    keep on writing.
    love always and forever.

  • 10 years ago

    by dollwithafrown

    This was a very interesting read. The overall message of it was clear and beautiful. I was shocked by the revelation that the persona/narrator had actually died.

    "
    My eyes open again and I shield them from the radiant sunlight.
    A small gasp leaves my lips, I see untamed wildflowers and grass, stretching out to encompass the world.
    Something so spectacular, it can't be real.
    With a usual frown and small sigh, I realize it isn't, just a dream."

    ^^ This was my favourite stanza. It brings nature, what I believe to be the most beautiful thing on this earth, into it. It was saddening to read that this wasn't something actually seen by the narrator. It was in fact just a "dream".

    "The only thing I regret is that I never tried my best, stepped ahead, helped ever chance I had."

    ^^ I think it should be 'helped [every] chance I had'.

    Overall, very good. And for some reason, I adore the title.

  • 10 years ago

    by Italian Stallion

    Its hard to chose a specific part which one could point to and say, that right there was the best part of the poem, because with this one it cannot be done, each part, line, even word is as important to this poem as the next. throw it all together and what do you have, this wonderful piece of writing. The only thing I don't really like about this poem is the length of it, it is pretty long, but I guess that is okay, there are a lot of poems that are longer than this one.

    Overall a wonderful write, keep up the good work.

    Peace, Joe

  • 10 years ago

    by Civil Hatori

    I love the strength of your beginning, however I think this poem started to lose the genuine feeling closer to the end. Also, I think with the emotion you were able to convey at the part when the missing piece was found, a happy ending would leave the reader more satisfied. It seems you have a natural nack for giving a reader a happy tone after a sad opening, that it was a little disappointing when it closed with a sad ending. However, I can still see the message you were showing =] In particular, I liked this line though:

    "An outward sigh, an inner scream, frustration tears at me."

    Such imagery was painted that it still stands out in my mind. Lovely poem, but the ending threw it off a little for me. Keep it up! 4/5

    --Hari