Book And Blade

by manic moments   Oct 5, 2006


I'm sitting here tonight
Without my trusty light
I'm sitting in the dark, all alone
I'm sitting with a blade to find my way home

Out of hiding, it comes to play
Another scar to add on this brand new day
One more chance to show mercy to my skin
But no more, I don't want to live with this sin

I sit here on my bed
With a picture of the glittering metal in my head
A memory so sweet can not rival it
The blade that holds me skin together, a puzzle piece that fits

Another night to sit here to make home made bars
In another's eyes, they are my scars
You can't see them unless you look
Inside my eyes and my everything book

I sit there at night with words flowing through my head
Sitting there with a blade and a book on my bed
Which to use tonight, which to remember
What can I do on this night of October?

You don't really see me anymore
No one sees me now, I am at my own door
Hate to make a mistake
But I won't show you that I can break

I am nothing to the blade
That sits beside me as I fade
I know one day I will regret the little pleasure
But at this moment, I don't care, because these scars are what I can measure

My book sits besides me
It knows everything, it can see
But you can't see what my book does
The only thing that loves

I'm sitting here tonight
Without my trusty light
I'm sitting in the dark, all alone
I'm sitting with a blade to find my way home

Problem is, I'm almost home
The blade is trying to keep my alone
I won't reach out unless you look
Take me away from here, without my friend of bloody remind, the book

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  • 18 years ago

    by catherine

    I like this. It has a good purpose. It could flow nicer, but otherwise it kept me riveted.