Catcher

by erica pisano

October 29, 2013

They say I need to pull my act together

But I am broken

These cigarettes I smoke don't help me forget it

Together is a foreign word

Only thing that goes together; me and loneliness

Person after person won't let me forget it

I want to be like the ducks that fly together to find warmth in the winter

These drinks I knock back don't help me forget it

One person I love is gone, the rest get pushed away

Pain, confusion, and darkness; is that togetherness?

Something wrong with this poem?

Submitted to a slam

“You Only Write Once Scholarship Slam - CLOSED”

View slam

Replies are closed for this poem.

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (2)

erica pisanoOct 29, 2013

The last line is my favorite part of the poem, because it shows how blinded someone can be by sadness. I wrote this poem after reading Catcher in the Rye, because I can really relate to Holden's sadness.

erica pisanoOct 29, 2013

The last line because it shows how blinded a person can be by sadness. I wrote this poem inspired by the novel Catcher In the Rye, because I can really relate to Holden's lonliness.