I do not want to see september come

I don´t want to see september come,
Wake me up when it is done,
on the 11th I failed again to silence the voice in my head...
now I wonder what if I actually were dead

I don´t want to see the 9th month again,
I wonder what my bed looks like since then...
how are the other sparrows in the cage,
And are the walls still beige?

I am done saying I am okay,
Because it will be a year since that day,
no I don´t want to wake when it´s september
I rather burn in flame and ember
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace