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Apr 2017
I have not faced the hardships of life
Not starvation or the humiliation of my soul
Only the war of my idealistic love of self
What a disease could not destroy
Was stubborn pride only a candle could tame
As I became a believer in my special place
Where an angel would always remember me
Not as my lover but as my voice in God's ear
But the silence of my pride feels like surrender
And what faith in my angel once was became
The delusion that I was God's favorite son
I felt all the air in between the words I spoke
Like a lone cloud mingling with a blue sky
An univited stranger pointing at his watch
I turned to my angel but I only saw faded ink
It said time ends when you know you are alone
Mark Lecuona
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