Poems #4

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

 



I am the only one who can save me

From this prison of agony

Dreams of life beyond this pain

Solidify, so much to gain


Beautiful friend, you helped me through

Gardens of pain, I reached for you

Ugly wastleland where nothing grew

All I wanted was to become you


I wish I were beautiful

Inside and out

No longer living with

Shadow and doubt

I cannot deal with

Light and ease

Soul shriveled up

Blown with the breeze


Pain is the lover

I embrace in my arms

He fills my life

With his frightening charms

I twist and turn

With exquisite agony

Inflicting the wounds

That call him to me


Barren and lifeless

Unfulfilled

Once fertile soul

Never tilled

Wasteland spreads

Thru the soul

Desperately wanting

To be whole

Others seeds

Cannot grow there

When a soul

Runs out of air


Blood sister, bound by need

Pain sister, from others greed

Numb sister, years of doubt

True sister, can't get out

Heal sister, let me in

Whole sister, let life begin


Buildings may crumble into dust

But the foundations remain


If I were only beautiful on the outside

It would not matter that I am ugly on the inside


A light piercing the dark

Throws the past into shadows

Reveals the troubles

Reveals the sorrows

A time has come

To choose at last

To move in the light

Or falter in the past


I will conquer the pain and fear

That bind me to the sorrow here

Within my grasp, is hope at last

That I will grow beyond my past

Transform my pain, slowly into

The dream of love that sees me through


Shards of faith

Scattered on the floor

Pain comes back

Hit once more

Baby face slammed

In the door

Abuse creates

Just one more


Whispering leaves

Blown by the breeze

Swirling on the ground

Gently twirling around

Lifting gracefully in the air

Like a dream I want to share


Violate the body, destroy the soul

Violence creates an ugly black hole

Sucks away self-esteem, freezes all hope

Pain will end, hanging by a rope

Aimlessly drift through, where will it end

A life not begun, severed by pain

No will to go on, numbness seeps in

A return to the Womb, let's healing begin


Pain strips bare

The will to care

All is through

Nothing to do

No more hope

Only broken rope

That held me to

Nothing new


What is it about me

That leaves men cold

This life has left me

And I feel so old

I want so much

To find someone to care

But all I get

Is empty air

I try so hard to believe in me

But the beauty inside, no one will see

Is it wishfull thinking

That it is there?

It must be, because no one cared



 

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