I will come.

by Serina the Squid   Aug 7, 2007


Fine. Have your silly battles.
What can I do but run?
This is not about me.
I am the one you chose to shun.

You are not my mother.
You are a disguise.
Wrapped in tissue paper, walk.
You are a gift; stormy skies.

Fake, like the lights of LA.
But, no, those were real.
They were beauty.
I did not make you steal.

You took my lights from me.
They shone; Christmas.
The dew on the roses...
God, Mom, I was home!

But here it's green.
I have found love; real.
This one will last.
A mother's love isn't steel.

Leave behind my life; again?
Let go? TOO MANY TIMES.
I will not go with you.
I am sick of mimes.

Take my brother from me.
I will come.
Revenge? Call it that.
I will come.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Serina the Squid

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  • 17 years ago

    by Vincent Thornsberry

    This is how i feel some times, and the lines
    Fine. Have your silly battles.
    What can I do but run?
    This is not about me.
    I am the one you chose to shun.

    really struck home, im sorry.

  • 17 years ago

    by *Charisma*

    Yes....i agree that some of it didn't make sense to ME, but it wouldn't, because I didn't write it. LOL Even poems that others feel they understand, they don't, because each poem, no matter how "general" the subject, still has a personal meaning to each of us. Good job on displaying your own emotions!
    Charisma*

  • 17 years ago

    by CompletelyIncomplete

    5/5 for the beautiful word choice and the way you have written it. I wonder who have rated this low :?

    I like it

  • 17 years ago

    by GretaInsideOut

    Hey, imaginative rhyming,great expression.
    You are a gift; stormy skies
    Great imagery, Love your style of writing.
    Greta

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