AN: Written on a platform at Durham train station, 21/01/11.
Returning to my room at College
I throw bits of nothing into a rucksack;
spare socks, hairbrush,
Salman Rushdie's Midnight's Children.
Pat my jeans pockets - credit card,
mobile phone - ready. And I set off running.
Actually running. Down Elvet. Across the bridge.
Through the streets of Durham, mad-drunk
on the lights that flash like silent sirens -
it's all too fast. But I want to run so fast
I can't think - I've had too much time to think.
I don't want to think anymore.
For the first time in my life I've been given
a glimpse into why 'they' do it... I understand –
been eyeing up the scissors.
It'd be a distraction. A release from this grief.
I'm not happy... Why?
God knows. Why shouldn't I be?
You should be happy. But I'm not -
and that's shit-scary. I'm scared, OK?
I'm fucking terrified. Terrified I'll never
be the same again.
Racing up the hill, I see the station; final destination.
On my right the Cathedral rises, grey-orange,
leering like a jack-o’-lantern. And I just need
to get away. I ran away once before - last summer.
Because of you. I can't bear to pin this on you
now - but I see your face everywhere as I run -
reflected in the road, shimmering in dark shop windows.
And our son - our still-born, non-existent,
never-existent son - he's haunting me.
Another alternate, never-lived life is stalking
me with a scythe.
I just need to sleep. The drugs aren't working -
the GP's no help. This week was a whirlwind;
house-hunting, house-hunting. This house,
that house, box room, central heating,
double-glazing... Reading, writing, fighting.
I'm done, I'm done, and I'm past praying.
No yelling "Why, why, why?" at the sky.
I'm nineteen - is this it? Not living,
just existing. I've really done it this time -
I can't get out; I've dug the hole too deep.
I can't get out... I can't get out!
Please... Please... For God's sake,
just let me sleep.
Comments
celticman | March 7, 2011 - 16:11
emmm makes me feel delirious. Great stuff.
Silver Spun Sand | March 7, 2011 - 16:34
Glad you posted this one, Magic. Well done...in more ways than one;-)
Tina
MistakenMagic | March 7, 2011 - 16:42
Thanks celticman! I was pretty delirious and displaced when I wrote it - glad that came across! ;)
Magic xxx
MistakenMagic | March 7, 2011 - 16:44
Thank you, Tina. I felt it was at last time to post this one - I'll be reading it at a poetry evening at Castle College this Wednesday :)
Magic xxx
P.S. Thank you cherry fairies!
MistakenMagic | March 7, 2011 - 17:20
Thank you so much for sharing your experience, blighters. I've been doing much better these past couple of weeks - happy to be back on ABC. It's going to be an uphill battle, but I completely agree with you about the highs and lows. Hope you keep enjoying the highs too ;)
Magic xxx
insertponceyfre... | March 7, 2011 - 17:56
Magic, I agree with celticman - this is a real helter skelter nightmare rush of a poem. Good luck with your battles
MistakenMagic | March 7, 2011 - 18:07
Thanks insert, I'm sure the poetry will keep you posted ;)
Magic xxx
Lem | March 7, 2011 - 18:16
Yes. I felt exactly this last night. Can identify with the house-hunting too!
Tense, gripping piece- I'm glad I did sidetrack from homework to log on to ABC. :)
Wishing you happiness, Lem
Highhat | March 7, 2011 - 18:55
Yes it is a bit of a nightmare poem- very well written Magic. Well done
;)Pia
MistakenMagic | March 7, 2011 - 18:57
Thanks, Lem. Good luck with the house-hunting and I wish you happiness too! :)
Magic xxx
MistakenMagic | March 7, 2011 - 18:58
Thank you, Pia! It certainly was a nightmare, thinking I'm starting to wake up now though ;)
Magic xxx
skinner_jennifer | March 7, 2011 - 22:30
Dear Magic,
just finished reading this piece,
I hope you are okay now, I have to
say I agree with blighters rock, everything he
said is true.
Don't forget when things get really desperate
don't be afraid to ask for help.
You take care, hope when we hear from you again,
you will find happiness to write about.
Jenny.
fatboy74 | March 7, 2011 - 22:49
All that has been said and more, brilliant poem, glad you are feeling better Magic - just keep writing, i'm pretty sure one day it will be your bread and butter, in one form or another. Love the title - two more contrasting journeys could not be described than yours getting out of Durham and the one Frost describes. ATB FB. :-)
MistakenMagic | March 7, 2011 - 23:03
Hello Jenny! Don't worry, I'm finding happiness more and more everyday - this poem was written well over a month ago, and I'm finding it easier to look back and come to terms with what's happened to me. Thank you for your lovely comment! :)
Magic xxx
MistakenMagic | March 7, 2011 - 23:05
Thanks fatboy - writing is definitely helping, as are everyone's wonderful reviews! :)
Magic xxx
Dynamaso | March 8, 2011 - 10:09
Wow, such raw emotion! What a thrill-ride of a poem this is, Magic. I really like it a lot.
MistakenMagic | March 8, 2011 - 11:19
Thanks Mark! It is definitely 'raw' - I tried to change as little as possible when drafting this one up, glad that came across :)
Magic xxx
barryj1 | March 8, 2011 - 20:28
The fact that you can so eloquently face down your demons is something to be proud of and reason enough to believe in a more comforting future. I particularly like the way the poem builds toward the furious ending, but I hope that, as things fall into place - as they almost always do - you won't need to craft many similar primal pieces.
MistakenMagic | March 9, 2011 - 00:43
Thanks, barry - I sincerely hope I never find myself in that position again, but I'm glad you enjoyed the poem!
Magic xxx
rjnewlyn | March 11, 2011 - 00:26
I guess sometimes it's good to scribble and catch the energy of the moment - it certainly comes across powerfully here. Yes, I remember house-hunting in those days and the horrible way it creeps in amongst everything else there is to worry about, making it all a whole lot worse.
Good luck with Midnight's Children. I remember liking it to begin with but finding it a bit hard going towards the end. I prefer One Hundred Years of Solitude in that genre.
Rob
MistakenMagic | March 12, 2011 - 00:30
Hey, Rob! I finished Midnight's Children last week - great read! I'm back to re-reading Jane Eyre at the moment - annoyed that it takes 120 pages for Mr Rochester to turn up ;)
Magic xxx
Highhat | March 12, 2011 - 23:08
I am wondering Magic, haven't you read Jane Eyre before? I know you are young but when I was a teenager all the classics , Jane Eyre as well, were a part of what you just had to read, as well as Shakespeare in Elisabethan- Chaucer etc they were a part of the curriculum. What did you read at school? I suppose times change- this is more than 40 years ago. Seems like a very long time and it is rather isn't it? There was still a bit of Victorianism when I was young in Australia!!Funny isn't it?
;)Pia
MistakenMagic | March 13, 2011 - 17:57
Hello Pia! I have indeed read Jane Eyre before - a good friend recommended it to me to read before my Oxford interview - that was approaching two years ago now and I've only just got round to re-reading it! We read a variety of things at my school - mostly contemporary literature, although I really enjoyed studying Othello at A level :)
Magic xxx
Highhat | March 13, 2011 - 21:32
Oh good Magic- I didn't get as far as Othello but we had Macbeth. I did my A-levels in Denmark so the curriculum was Danish litt.A bit of a farm mix- my literary career. ;o)
Kahdai | March 19, 2011 - 14:00
I can really fit in some of this too like Not living, just existing. x K
threeleafshamrock | April 2, 2011 - 10:17
Magic, I can identify strongly with this piece. Over the last couple of years (at least 18 months - I can't rightly remember)I seemed to be living a nightmare. I am only now on the way back. My absence from ABC was one of the results. I could converse at times ONLY with strangers, people who had never heard of me, nor I them...when I COULD converse, with ANYONE... and God love you, I am NOT 19.
Thank you for sharing this, that in itself, is a sign of healing, or so I have been told.... Well done!
Chris XXXX
MistakenMagic | April 2, 2011 - 12:40
Thanks, Chris - the start of this year was a very dark time for me, but with a lot of support I've managed to get to a much better place inside my own head. Thanks for your lovely comment!
Magic xxx