What We Become

by manic moments   Apr 14, 2006


Can you see any of me?
Through this person that now covers
I am still she
The changing of intertwined lovers

I am lost in thought
Left wondering in mazes of confusion
Coming back with nothing in short
I wonder, am I in delusion?

Who be that person
Staring back into my eyes with anger?
I have been taught a valuable lesson
Desiring someone can be a danger

The rain falls once again
In patterns changed by wind
The sun, a forkless Satan
Our two hearts once singed

The bed lays bare
The hallway silent
All these memories to share
So many I wish weren't violent

Father, Son, Holy Spirit
Look down and smile for me
This prayer please hear it
I need to know why must I be?

I feel warmth trickle
I hesitate at the implication
The skin on my wrist's prickle
The thoughts I have now give dedication

Voice are heard
Far off in my distant mind
The singing of a talented bird
I wonder what these people will find?

Screams echo in the emptiness
Footsteps lead away from me
I'm sorry for your distress
This is the only way I could flee

Slowly I rock
Aided by the last spasm of my dying body
Those ugly scares people use to mock
Now have a clear statement, my death shows it so boldly

PLease comment on this poem, I would like to know what you all think and see if I need to improve.

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