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Nov 2011
A part of me, set in stone
But cast away, reasons unknown
A piece of clay, molded to slow
A tree with firm roots, not allowed to grow
With blood comes knowing
But lack of understanding
With grace comes showing
But lack of a purpose
I see no pain, but a settle to score
I see no wool, but the wolf's at the door
I want no conflict, just live and let live
I need no lies, just the right to forgive
Have I let down, with my worries and woes?
Or have I pleased, with my constant lows?
In revealing, there's always light
But not when you're blinded by the dead pleas of night
It isn't something I would wish for just anyone
It isn't something I can control
While others aim to strike at what's coming
I yearn to grasp what's already known
You can't expect a fool to change overnight
But you can't expect a soldier to stand and watch their plight
If you could only get inside my head
You'd see I'm just like you, just a little more dead
Do you wish I was gone? Will that fill the void?
No more blank stares, green eyes, questions of why?
Would you rapture all I had, just to feed your crop?
Or would you sow my memory in a place that never rots?
People change, or so they say
But I can never feel like me, when a day's a year away
I'm sorry for the burden, I should have left a time ago
But when seeds are sowed, heaviness bears so, that time doesn't forgive
Lucy Tonic
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Lucy Tonic
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   Kay Meraz
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