The shame I feel
Is the blade I fall upon everyday
Tearing my gut
And closing my lungs
I stand beside the flame, that is my life
Looking for warmth
But it slowly dissipates with the cold of death
My winter may come soon
For the time moves slower
And my mind moves in repeat of my crimes
My eyes become glowing orbs of fear
Showing there true nature for the first time
When life grows short
I no longer can wear my mask
Finally seeing who I truly am
Burn my bones
Desecrate my grave
For I do not want to be remember
I want no one to know my name
For I am my greatest hater
And for myself I will give no cares
This is my broken heart
Bleeding upon this page
For I cannot stop cursing my name
Trying to destroy my flame
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jdblake (
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Comments1
Reminds me of my raw pain
Use it, like I did let it take you
The path will only be dark for so long
Well I know it can feel like it is
But my hope is that you'll find that inner peace.
I truly thank you for sharing your pain with me
Thank you. I feel like I am searching for something that I just can't find.
You are not alone on that my friend. Hopefully by sharing our truths we know, feel and see. We can reflect or affect, like yours did to me. As after reading yours I wrote down my thoughts and they feel as though they just changed my world (again).
Ha, it's late put I think that all rhymed, if so it should be true. Plus another poet just commented on and old post of mine called my cliff, maybe you can relate?
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