your presence
and the way it saved me
The night was a python, wrapped around my ribs squeezing and squeezing and squeezing. I gasped and cried and screamed and you seemed to be the only one who ever heard.
The melancholy was my death sentence but you kept me from the gallows. Nobody will ever know how much I craved the end, but you barred the way and promised new beginnings.
When every other light flickered out, yours never did. When the darkness drowned out everything else, it never managed to quench you.
You are the only reason I made it to tomorrow. The reason I learnt to love the sunrise. When all the tunnels threatened to end in gloom, you stood at the end of each one glowing.
You held my hand every time it reached for self-destruction, rewrote all my insecurities, transformed them into something softer and easier to breathe around.
I know it hurt you to see me suffocating in darkness, but because of you I reached the sun.
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Poppy
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A Letter to the Firestarter
Dear Firestarter, We can all see you, we've been watching you since you began. In case you didn't know we were here before you and we will be here after. We witnessed your rise, your setbacks, your guilt and your lies. We witnessed you start the fire.
By Donny Foley4 days ago in Poets
Off the Book
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By Nicky Frankly4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (19)
Well-wrought!
This is so relatable and inspiring!! Love this Poppy!! Belated congrats on Top Story!!
So full of hope! A shining poem, Poppy. Just lovely.
Stunning poetry, Poppy! Congratulations on your top story!❤ From "The night was a python," you had me in awe.
What a gift unconditional love is <3
Good 💯
Incredible. Hearing others write about a love that saved them motivates me to express that as well. You have many lines here that stirred those memories in me. Happy to have read such a beautiful poem to start my day, thank you for sharing Poppy
Wow… I thought I was the only one feeling this. This part [you stood at the end of each one glowing] made me pause really appreciated
That first line was a chokehold, amazing
Congratulations on your well deserved Top Story!🥳✅
Powerful, shivers down my spine. So much emotion and truth.
So lovely! Best!
The imagery of darkness and light is powerful, but what truly stands out is the emotional sincerity. You’ve written a love letter to survival itself.
Wonderful
wonderful poem so filled with emotion
sure have missed seeing you around...excellent work
An extremely potent poem. Excellent take on the challenge! 🤩I love the light and hope in the midst of despair and darkness. Keep reaching for the Sun!☀️
Beautiful and inclusive words. Your poetry feels like a warm hug.
I love that last line, like a big breath of hope after the crushing emotion leading up to it ☺