I long for release, the return to utopia
These hands shaking with fear
Excitement
What I have searched for
What I have wished for...
I lay there, unmoving limbs like stone
Darkness dances before my eyes as my worries ebb and fade
I again wear the mask of lies
Who I want to be
Who I think I am
Ignoring the painful glass shards that pierce my feet
The land of gods await me
Blinded by my own radiance I did not see
The skulls that had stared back at me
Blissfully ignorant, I flew without wings
Unknowing, uncaring of my foolishness
Innocence was by shield and insensitivity my blade
Full of fault, yet blameless
But the lights did dim
The mask did shatter
A syrupy fog did clear
A mirror shows me who I really am; my wings were not really there
Reality's claws had caught me at last
What I believed would last forever had slid through my grasp
Is this what growing up really means?
A world ripped apart at its seams?
I continue to look in the mirror
To see what I was
A face with tears
Ugly and bitter, cruel and knowing
I was stung in the hope of finding honey
Living within the shadows of regret
I try to dull the pain
But the keys to fantasy is like a double blade
Only to see my own blood spill like wine
So this is war
So this is hate
So this is pain
So this is love
Like Pandora's Box, only hope is left
Yet even that is scarce
Has humanity forgotten how to live?
Is war still a game of want?
Robotic and cold, we have forgotten
True perfection is nonexistant
We have lost that spark
That true passion and love for enjoyment
Now lipstick has replaced love
Glitter has clouded our eyes
Gold runs through our blood
The world and I have changed
She sat there, eyes doubtful
Through her eyes, she sees only what she fears is true
A face mocks her
"Plain"
She covers her face, layer after layer
A smile so fake, now the color crimson
Cheeks flushed with false roses
Skin darkened by invisible sun
She turns to the mirror, pleading, hopeful
Still, she sees "ordinary"
"Foolish"
"Ugly"
She raises a hand in fury and despair
A flash of silver, shards in the air
Raining down in showers of hate
Lying broken like fallen angels
The cold light of dawn cuts through the past
Eyes haunt me, so untainted and naïve
I wait for those butterflies to appear
For my prince to carry me away
Like a cruel joke, a face does emerge
Its eyes, burning like soul fire
Expressionless, but knowing
"Have you come to take me away?"
Away, away, away from here
Flying on hope, knowing I will fall
I have gazed in the eyes of death
As the phoenix rises from its ashes
ShatteringA Poem by CagedBIRDsingsIt was something I had written a long time ago....© 2011 CagedBIRDsings |
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2 Reviews Added on April 18, 2011 Last Updated on April 18, 2011 AuthorCagedBIRDsingsStony Brook, NYAboutI'm young but I'm strong. Poetry is a passion of mine and I love to write in my spare time. Some other things I like are blue skies,a perfectly sharpened pencil, crisp apples , bird song, good music, .. more..Writing
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