Poems #3

These poems range in time from about 1986 till present.....I have tried to preserve them in chronological order.

 



Reflected in you

Pain shines through

I feel it too

Life is hard

Leaves us in scars

Souls stripped bare

Leaving empathy there

Mirrored pain

So much the same

You will survive

Transcend their game


Innocent child

Stalked by sin

Angry eyes

Don't let him in

Touched her there

Forbidden place

Hidden pain

Innocent face


Never there when I need

You don't care if I bleed

Call me friend, yet deny my pain

Use me up, leave me the blame

Cuts so deep when you leave

You only see what you percieve


Friendship true, I offered you

Friendship true, took root and grew

Never tended, never cared

Leaves shriviled, vines stripped bare

Wastland now, empty place

Nothing there, behind your face


Justification of my fear

That no one will want what's in here

All you gave me, dearest friend

Is proof I'll be alone in the end

Maybe that's all I wanted when I met you

Now it's not enough, I guess I grew


Use me gently for I will break

I need to give more then I take

If you take more then I give

Pain will grow, without you I'll live


Outgoing, material

Inverted, spiritual

We could have taught

The other to see

So much more

That life could be


Mona child, wild and free

Agony, pain, no one can see

~for Mona~


Demented, twisted, poisonous pain

The end results always the same

On and on, abusive lives

Where does it stop when a baby cries

Why can't we see this world we create

When we let a child's life be filled with hate

~this one was written in response to seeing the Susan Smith story unfold on TV~


Should we judge another's pain

When our own is not the same

Everyone's hurt comes from within

Understanding our own is where we begin


Time will heal but very slow

Life leaves wounds that never go

Help each other heal the pain

In our need we're all the same


Writhing and twisting inside of me

I cannot escape this agony

Childhood scars still throb with pain

Memories burn, life lived in shame

No escape without forgiveness

Victim or villian, who can judge this?

I cannot hide the agony

That for so long, defined me


Don't fuck with me anymore

I've had enough, I'm out the door

My life's my own, I make the rules

No longer victimized by fools

Who use me to fulfill their need

Don't put me down to suit your greed


Screams in the dark

Stab through the heart

Blood on the floor

Behind a closed door

Pain drenched soul

Knows hatred, nothing more


Crystal blood flows through veins

Love, pleasure, hatred, pain

Silver dust coating skin

Over, out, under, in

Gossamer dreams fill my head

Alive, awake, asleep, dead



 

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