Some Things Go Unsaid
arrows in my headpenetrating poisoned darts
tearing through my flesh
into the soul
leaving streaks of red
some things go unsaid
they thrive in the middle
growing from adversity
cancerous blight
kills all light
storms rage upon the sea
clouds boil inside of me
paper dreams torn to shreds
my beating heart pauses in pain
there's all to lose; nothing to gain
cackles and shackles bury all hope
In the darkness
swings the hangman's rope
desert of life
oasis of death
gasping for breath
sand grinds between my bones
in desperation
I'm still alone.
kathy lockhart
11/30/06
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2006-11-30 at 21:56
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