Perforation
A weakness fills me...my heart is preventing me
from carrying on..
my legs won't take the burden..
all good things –
deserting me..
I can't stand the fall...
I know you won't
be there to catch me,
making it all the harder...
you leave me here to
wilt in time,
my petals fading,
the crimson to charcoal,
all happiness
disappearing.
No strength can I muster
to last through this journey,
how do I continue
without you by my side?
Only can I linger in
one position
as I wait for your
kind words,
your soft, lulling voice
to engulf the air
and fill my heart,
and make it known
that I'll be safe
once in your arms,
my shield against
all despair....
but will you be there?
Will you be waiting
by my side
in my most desperate
time of need?
when my world
will come crashing down,
when all light will fade,
bringing darkness to its peak...
will you be there
in both body
and spirit?
My heart tells me the truth
- the one thing I
despise the knowledge of –
the word that will
wrench my heart from all angles,
and tear it apart,
scattering the flamboyantly shaded
pieces of black
in every direction...
And as you walk off,
your dazzling beauty
acuminating..
I fade into the dark realm,
my bloody hand clutching
a razor-sharp piece of
my broken heart,
as the final remains of
scarlet hurt pour from my
perforated skin.
Poetry by lexie
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Written on 2008-11-23 at 05:02
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