Friday, May 6, 2016

An Ode to the Helplessness of My Life


Dear Helplessness,
My good friend
I wouldn't exactly say it's great to have you back
But for the sake of formality I shall ask
How have you been?
Was the vacation relieving?
Was it calm and soothing?

Dear Helplessness,
My constant enemy
I still remember the first time I felt you
You looked, or rather felt... unusual
Your sad smile triggered butterflies in my stomach
Butterflies of worry that fluttered in all directions
Butterflies of worry I caught and gulped
Butterflies I swallowed before anyone else saw them.
A slender, solemn face with beautiful teary eyes
I know you fell in love with me the night we met twice.

The dreary dreams and loneliness, all helped
Me get ready, for our first date
That day I was scared to the bones
Wondering if this was a bait.
You told me you loved me
You'd never leave me
That you'd be a part of who I was,
Naive, stupid me - I promised to take you
Never really knowing of the loss.

Dear Helplessness,
Those days of the past
Are memories sweet and bitter
Our secret meetings on the back porch
Under the vaguely rainy weather
Where we wept, immersed in pain,
Embracing each other's soul.
You broke me, always left me in pieces
Yet somehow made me whole.

Some happy times have taken over
Your place in my life today
Though you never quit trying to get back
Pointing out, you are here to stay.

Dear Helplessness,
My old companion
Don't you think it's time to part?
We've bled and prayed and grown together
We've fed on each other's heart.

But whatever's left of me now
Is a minuscule inch
Unapologetic and bold
Dear Helplessness,
I plead, let it exist
There's nothing against you I hold.

Let us bid adieu with new perspectives
Of our ideas of the world and ourselves
As you fall in love with the boy called Hope
I proudly wear my scars, accepting that emptiness.