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Mar 2015
Through his ribs
Nestled beside her lungs
There what's mine lies
My hand gently holds
This small scarred creature
War torn and timid
From its countless lashes and beatings
I take it and hold it out away from me
Though it's all that's left
All that's still me
My arms aren't mine not time more
My legs belong to some guy not here
And my skin is from everywhere
What once mine now belongs in the ground
Ransomed to shreds by compassion
Scattered on the breeze caring
The thread that holds my sharded form
Are woven from hate, anger and coals of kindled sadness
Strung with despair
I'm so dead but barely alive
Sadly alive and peacelessly dead
My innocence left hand in hand with my soul that fateful day
Along with one other
As Im dragged by my chains back to my cell of this body
I regretfully coax my pet back into its place
Sew it sadly and safely in place
With ignorance and craving
Then seeps back full of my fear and instinct
It's all I got left as I bite clean the thread
Drop it to never return soon
And continue on this grey and rainy night
With only the Quenching sound of my shoes to keep my sanity
BeAutiFul ConFuSion
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