So now she stands a beauty,
Average in stature
Yet extraordinary in strength
To find
Within the pores of the fragile bones
Of a sweet youth
The armour, the wisdom,
The experience, the might,
The hurt, the resilience
Of a Spartan soldier
She stands to support
The line she comprises
And will fall down with valor
With a sword towards the sky
Hazel is the eye
Through which she used to
Squint to find
An answer to the unkind
Cards shuffled and dealt
Out to her one at time
Toy with me some more
Mess with my mind
Shake the ground on which I stand
And watch my eyes go blind
Tear the petals one by one,
Ruin the beauty that once stood
Drive me, drive me back,
Watch me, watch me cry,
I knew the rose would blacken
I am taking back what’s mine
For two whole years
An empty vase
Sat impassive,
Barren of dreams
And stripped of passion
Naked was my body,
Open were the wounds,
Fresh was the ****
Slowly healing were tattoos
Depicting a devastating tale of a mother,
A mother who couldn’t find reason,
Simply struggled for the why
Of a life she had constructed over decades
Through a brutal, shattered mind
Watch me laugh
And flash my face up to the light
Of a sweltering day,
Beads of sweat dot my nose
I worry not, just wipe them away
Yet the tears are what
I can’t seem to simply rid myself of
The air is cold,
They freeze and thaw
Mamma listen, I’m in love
I’m perched on the edge
Of something finite,
One wrong move and I can’t defy
The lines traced on the way down,
No ropes or swinging vines
I contemplated moving though,
Maybe I could find you
But I remain standing in this very spot,
I couldn’t jump
Because this spot is all knew
I take the all of what this is
For everything it’s worth
Because I know the answers
To what now means
I don’t know where you are
I’d very much be pleased to venture
But leave now and I know
I’d be mistaken
I’ve got a lot to do,
I may not know it all
But the assignment must be complete
Before I take the fall
For now I live
For now I cry
For now I breathe
And fear and die
For now I sleep
With pictures of you
And I always awake with them too
For now the cerulean dreams
Are posted upon walls,
Like graffiti faded in a day
And I still sit and wonder
Why you got away.
Sep 4, 2011
Sep 4, 2011 at 1:42 AM UTC
So now she stands a beauty,
Average in stature
Yet extraordinary in strength
To find
Within the pores of the fragile bones
Of a sweet youth
The armour, the wisdom,
The experience, the might,
The hurt, the resilience
Of a Spartan soldier
She stands to support
The line she comprises
And will fall down with valor
With a sword towards the sky
Hazel is the eye
Through which she used to
Squint to find
An answer to the unkind
Cards shuffled and dealt
Out to her one at time
Toy with me some more
Mess with my mind
Shake the ground on which I stand
And watch my eyes go blind
Tear the petals one by one,
Ruin the beauty that once stood
Drive me, drive me back,
Watch me, watch me cry,
I knew the rose would blacken
I am taking back what’s mine
For two whole years
An empty vase
Sat impassive,
Barren of dreams
And stripped of passion
Naked was my body,
Open were the wounds,
Fresh was the ****
Slowly healing were tattoos
Depicting a devastating tale of a mother,
A mother who couldn’t find reason,
Simply struggled for the why
Of a life she had constructed over decades
Through a brutal, shattered mind
Watch me laugh
And flash my face up to the light
Of a sweltering day,
Beads of sweat dot my nose
I worry not, just wipe them away
Yet the tears are what
I can’t seem to simply rid myself of
The air is cold,
They freeze and thaw
Mamma listen, I’m in love
I’m perched on the edge
Of something finite,
One wrong move and I can’t defy
The lines traced on the way down,
No ropes or swinging vines
I contemplated moving though,
Maybe I could find you
But I remain standing in this very spot,
I couldn’t jump
Because this spot is all knew
I take the all of what this is
For everything it’s worth
Because I know the answers
To what now means
I don’t know where you are
I’d very much be pleased to venture
But leave now and I know
I’d be mistaken
I’ve got a lot to do,
I may not know it all
But the assignment must be complete
Before I take the fall
For now I live
For now I cry
For now I breathe
And fear and die
For now I sleep
With pictures of you
And I always awake with them too
For now the cerulean dreams
Are posted upon walls,
Like graffiti faded in a day
And I still sit and wonder
Why you got away.
