Over the Top

by fearose   Jun 24, 2008


Everyone's looking down at me
Excepting what I will never be
The pain deep down in my heart
Is only the start

My friend in Iraq, hospital-bound
The buzz of that mortar's first sound
His burns are his cage
The war is his stage
I'll never see his face again
This is my fear, disrupting my Zen
The war seemed so surreal
I can't imagine how he feels

I found a deadly secret in a diary
It certainly wasn't there for me to see
A suicide one month after my birth
A secret not meant to be unearthed
Death of another one month before
Was I meant to be born cuz I'm not sure

I despised her boy, to the grave
And there was no one there to save
He tricked me, don't you see?
But what we had will never be
She let me down, let me fall
I guess she doesn't love me after all
The tears were running in my eyes
And she looked down upon me with his lies

See these scars on my ankles, wrists?
I could count them all and make lists
These are my past, like it not
They're here to stay until I rot
I wish I could kiss them away
A reminder that will always stay

Everyday, she comes home demanding
Yelling and screaming, just standing
Anything wrong is my fault
In my wounds, she smothers salt
Father is leaving for a week
7 days couldn't look more bleak

I'm in love with this boy
And he fills me with joy
I just wish he could see
How much he means to me
I'm afraid to tell him what I feel
Cuz it's my heart he'll steal

So I'm sorry if I'm down
I'm sorry if I frown
Hear me out and know
What my face doesn't show

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