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Push me

April 14, 2014
By Zyferia GOLD, Clarkston, Michigan
Zyferia GOLD, Clarkston, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
"If you don't stand for something, You'll fall for anything."


Push, something to move.
A force that moves one or more things,
It pure power to move you across the blurry lines of black and white.
Its undaunted ability to make up as thought,
Finish a statement.
Make me less of the wimp I am.

Push, push me.
I will not budge without a push.
I need to get up,
Get out of these hospital gowns.
Move me in the right direction,
Move me in the wrong.

I want to move is all, I swear.
My feet rooted at this base,
My roots digging deep, right here where I stand…
I want to move so badly, but I fear,
This hospital bed had been so calm and welcoming to me.
If I leave will it still be here when I get back?
Will I ever return.

The mighty winds have trouble disturbing me,
Getting my attention.
Making me feel.

Make me listen to you,
Make me honest in your presence.
Let me be nothing more than a place to rest your weary body.
In fact, take mine.
It is weak and frail and may not last long,
But maybe you can do something with it.
I don’t want to.
Maybe you can fight the cancer that wreaks havoc in my body.
Maybe you’ll have the guts for another round.

The raindrops on this window i stare out,
I'm sick of it.
Sick of seeing them crawl their way down.
I want to feel them inch off my skin,
I want to feel the rain,
Taste it.
I'm sick of hearing it.

It may not seem like it,
But I am after all alive.
I may be dying,
But in the moment as it stands, I am alive.
I feel.
I am breathing,
I am not dead,
Not yet.

Push me, make me great.
I beg of you to rip my roots from their hollow placements.
Strip me of my bark,
Yank my leaves from me,
Take away my clothes,
My only protection.
See me for nothing more than what I really am.
See me at my weakest.
These tubes stuck into my skin.
This machine breathing for me.

Let me go.
Don’t keep me here,
To die this long and slow death.
Let me go or
Cut me down and make use of me.

Push me, Pull me.
Don’t let me retreat back to where I was,
Don’t let me go back to that bed,
Those machines,
Make me see, Open my eyes.

Make me something beautiful.
Push me,
Pull me,
Call me out,
I will respond.
I will move.


The author's comments:
We all need a push or a pull at some point in our lives.

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