Stuck

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Sketch of a girl’s head in pencil and charcoal

You were standing here

At this same spot, where

You held my hand last year.

How clear you were,

When you said

Those three words,

Convinced that nothing

Could shake us, break us.

But death did.

Now wisps of air

They’ve become,

Those three words,

And you, you’ve turned

Your back to ‘us’.

You let go,

While I can’t leave.

You lay in peace,

While I turn to pieces.

 And here I stand

Still rooted to this spot,

My head still stuck,

In the ‘us’ of the past.

While you, dead, walk far

Away, into eternal light.

Yet funny how it’s me,

That’s stuck in the dark.

 


18555851_100676450514066_4494546682437471084_n.jpgCopyright ©2017 Pradita Kapahi.

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Image Credits: Pradita Kapahi

58 thoughts on “Stuck

  1. Powerful…………after they leave, there is a void left behind, they sure are no more alive to feel that but we through memories can never escape them. We can’t suddenly just stop knowing them and we certainly can’t bring them back………we are just stuck, forever. Beautifully expressed and amazing sketch! 🙂

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