"lacrymosa" poems
*Five years end,
Yes, gone for good.*
It finally died,
I hope it never returns.
I have it buried in soil
Where it will be a feast for the worms
It expired,
My conclusion is firm.
I remember when it created the scars,
It built up the shields that I would wield
Like mechanical wheels underneath me.
It has lost its power to bleach me.
I've become the burning creature,
Defiant and bold,
Risen from the black pyre.
Its ash I scattered into oblivion.
I wore white garb and smiled at its funeral,
No flowers were laid on its grave.
If my eyes forget lacrymosa,
My tears will be cried in ink.
Goodbye Black Sorrow,
Your death has brought life.
(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith
(Originally written 10/23/10
Revised 10/3/14)
Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 3:35 PM UTC
Out on your own,
Cold and alone again.
Can this be what you really wanted, baby?
Blame it on me,
Set your guilt free.
Nothing can hold you back now.
Now that you're gone,
I feel like myself again.
Grieving the things I can't repair and willing...
To let you blame it on me,
And set your guilt free.
I don't want to hold you back now love.
I can't change who I am.
Not this time, I won't lie to keep you near me.
And in this short life, there's no time to waste on giving up.
My love wasn't enough.
And you can blame it on me,
Just set your guilt free, honey.
I don't want to hold you back now love.
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 12:29 PM UTC