A New Life

FunkeR

You've talked to her
as the sweat drips from her breast
into the deepend afterglow
of a twilights rest

she says to remove yourself
from the bed which you made love
like an odious person whom
fit you like a glove

as if you could walk away
into the darkened hallways again
you hate yourself you hate your life
and the one bright spot fades away

you've pleaded to a God
one who you thought would listen
but instead you get mixed signals
as the sunlight reflects and glistens

from this same old home you've known
you have given and given all of your love
like a tidal wave crashing down to hell
from the clean, wholesome gleam above

its your choice to walk away
into the doomed stairwell case
you never loved yourself or your life
as the one bright spot fades into memory

FinsburyParkCarrots

Good poem.

pearl_bug

I don't talk much but I do enjoy your stuff.

Would you mind telling me what you are thinking when you wrote,"Like an odious person whom fit you like a gloove".

You did good.

ladygooddiva

good one