Listen & Write – Still Alive – Portal

 

Still Alive from Portal

Megan hugged herself.  She rocked gently back and forth, pulling the white jacket tighter around her.  The walls were padded and soundproof, but she didn’t notice.  Nothing about her surroundings affected her at all; she lived in her head and sang to herself.

“This was a triumph.  I’m making a note here: huge success.”

Her boyfriend had dumped her for someone else, someone younger, a blond with a bigger chest.  He was her world and in losing him, he had broken her.  She’d snapped.  She wasn’t even sure where the knife came from, but suddenly she had one in her hand.  She wasn’t upset, nooo.  She was happy for him.  He had won someone “better.”  Even though he broke her heart, tore it into pieces, and threw it in the fire, she was happy for him.  She wanted him to go away.  She made him go away.  The knife sliced through his flesh as easily as scissors through paper.

While he lay dying, she was still alive.  When he was dead, she was still alive.  Still alive.  Still alive.

-Eliabeth Hawthorne

 


Listen & Write – Still Alive – Portal

by Ermilia

 

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6 thoughts on “Listen & Write – Still Alive – Portal

  1. Your ability to work the poem onto an image that ties in your text and the original song and my post just *speechless* Loved the poem, loved the picture. You’re an amazing, amazing writer Terri.

    -Eliabeth

  2. i have been divorced from my husband for fifteen years, and yet today, i get a ping in my heart for a view we had once shared, or a remark my children make about their dad. i think i will always carry memories of what once was good, but i know i should carry memories of what made us become a part. i think i am too much of a softie, and tend to hang on to all of my past , just pieces of it……

    1. Thanks for your comment Terry! I think we all do that. The past is what makes us who we are today and it is the acceptance of that past that is crucial to the acceptance of ourselves, both the good and the bad. That’s my opinion anyway. hugs…

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