Elevator From The Past
The elevator has broken down, what do I do?
What’s even worse I’m stuck on it with you
I don’t know whether I should say something
There’s no way I would’ve seen this coming
Please, please fix the elevator fast!
I don’t know how much longer I can last
I don’t know if I should feel love or hatred
In all honesty I can’t believe we even dated
How did I get into this situation, someone save me!
The exit is blocked off, I cannot be set free
Then a voice comes over the microphone
He says it’ll be thirty more minutes till we can go home
This blast from the past has really caught me off guard
I wonder if you even knew how badly you left me scarred
I begin to speak my mind then the doors open, I’m free at last!
I never told you what I wanted to say on this hell elevator from the past
Posted on June 10, 2014, in Poetry and tagged 365 days of prompts, blast from the past, choices, elevator from the past, feelings, free, hatred, Love, memories, past, personal, poetry, relationships, scarred, third-person. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.