"spazm" poems
as i stand here
scrambling to find
the correct words to say you
to let you know how dearly i care for you
my heart burns with agony
knowing i am leaving you behind
i am sorry it has to be this way
deciding whether to get out of bed
and face the world
is a day to day war
looking in the mirror
and seeing nothing
but an ugly face
and an ugly soul
as i stand here
noose around my neck
chair under my feet
a single gesture
and i will be gone
please do not weep and hurt
but smile and grow
because a you once told me
not to look at life through the rear view mirror
but through the windshield
my toe gives the stool a push
and my feet start a sporadic spazm
i beg i n t o se e th e li ght
h er e i c o me
i am fin al ly
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Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 7:23 PM UTC