A mad man prayer

Love can create a madness.

                              
                           A mad man prayer

I woke up with your name on my lips.

THE PHONE IS RINGING.

I dreamed you were calling me.
Bringing me into the heat of your flesh.
Calling my name.
Whispering words of love.

Sweet words.
Thanks for the education of the long ride.

I awake.
Sweating and full of hate.
Not wishing to touch you.
But to hurt you like you did to me.

I make plans to see you.
To find you.
Then the hate seem to fade away.

I pray to be able to fall into your arms.
For you to twist up my mind and heart again.

Make me your slave again.
I would serve you.
For you are what I need.

I fall asleep again.
You come into my dreams.
You are so beautiful.
So sweet and innocence looking.

THE PHONE IS STILL RINGING>

I see myself.
Being drowned in cement till I'm buried.
Unable to breath.
I won't cry out for help. I will watch you pour the last of the cement.

I will wait for my last breath.
You give me a demon smile.
Raise your hands.
 The cement open up for you.

You tell me.
You will not die.
I'm your punishment.

You ran away from everyone.
I'm your time in hell for being a b*****d.

You will be my fool.
I will hold you as a prisoner till only a flicker
of emotion is left.

You will live till you only wish will be a trip into hell.

THE PHONE IS RINGING

I awake and I answer the phone.
I hear a sweet voice.

You whisper. Come to me now.

                          Coyote
                        1996

Author's Note

A old poem. Any errors. Please assist. Never too old to learn.

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'A mad man prayer'
Coyote poetry,
This title fits.. the whole thing speaks of self destruction. I have known people which would of robbed me of life too. The first line and last line really give this contrast of dark and light and then everything in between.
'I woke up with your name on my lips'
last line.
'you whisper, "come to me now.'
Your body of work speaks of the pain people inflict on one another and even upon themselves.
Be careful what you wish for was the thread through this piece which is a good bit of advice for anyone whom wants to love and be loved and will simply settle...hard lesson too.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Kathy. I appreciate the comment. Love can be twisted.

[Ice QueenJen]

This was a great but sad poem, full of emotions of love, hate, dispare, and of course being tired.

[Coyote Poetry]

This was real life for me once. Loving someone who could not love. A dangerous place to be. Thank you dear friend for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Scrap]

Mad man for sure.

Goodness! Someone get that annoying phone!!!!

[Coyote Poetry]

I was in this place a few time. Whiskey wishes will break your heart. Some people have a hold on you. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Valentine]

Funny how we soon forget all of the ill feelings when we hear their voice. Kathie

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right. Sweet voice can make us forget for a second. Thank you dear Kathie for reading and the comment.

[Suditi]

Wow.
So many emotions all put down so beautifully.
Love can cause madness! Sheer madness! And this is one of the best poems about love i have read in a long time.
Simply stunning.

[Kenneth The Poet]

An excellent poem. A timeless one at that.

[Renée]

Oh Coyote.. This is stunning...

[patricia]

This was realy good, the way it captured the emotions and their love/hate angst. It rang so true. The last line was a wonderful ending. Brilliant.

[Revolutionary]

perfect.I love the influence your words have on me