Picking Bones

whispering handswhispering hands Under your skin Posts: 13,527
edited March 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
On the darkest remainders of my soul,
Are the scars one bears from paying the toll.
Gnashes from teeth bared in rage,
Bruises from falling down onstage.
Cries and fears all go unheard,
The blood in my body starts to curd.
Tears of blood shed in anguish,
Drown my dreams; sinking last wish.
Generations long before me,
What did they all have to see?
Clench my teeth in taut face,
Rivers crimson as I leave this place.
On your eyes forever THIS sear,
Cause you never cared while I WAS here.
So Off and away I shall go,
Freedom's kiss bids "let go".
Close your eyes my little dear,
Then lean in close and listen clear...
There WAS something that you could do,
So all of the blame I leave to you.
That's ok cause I've taken flight,
But they should be burying you tonight.
Before I had loved, I'd learned to hate,
Then I learned you were not my fate.
So in horrid fear please stand alone,
And my absence may my love be known.
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Comments

  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    Good job friend
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
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