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May 2014
In this bed
eyes wide open
lifeless

Tape wrapped around me
as I play with fire
waistless

In the morning mirror try to remember
the stranger in front of me
nothingness

My feet lead me
to somewhere but nowhere
senseless

Embrace the music
when out at night
hearing silence, at best

Strong, bright rays
warming my brittle body and face
but finding peace in darkness

A past so feeble
a future so fragile
I am powerless

Loving with every ounce of my being
always lost in the abyss
Wishing I was fearless

Words blocked by my hollow mind
my heart silently whispering
empty threats

All I’ve ever made
with these hands
become lifeless

I ask my heart
what are you?
sweet, sour, or tasteless:

From the brutal mask
I’ve put on from loving
but loveless.
Sarah Bregman
Written by
Sarah Bregman  Burlington, VT
(Burlington, VT)   
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