The CreatorA Poem by MoonflowerYou were my destiny..
I don't understand How we got here, Where we are going
Everything pushes towards one direction
and it's all backwards now
before you spit them out, before they steal the breath right out of my body
Oh God!
Have you forsaken me?
curl up, here in the dust Maybe if I lie, wallow, disintigrate long enough
...I'll dissappear.
"I Hate You..."
pouring out of your mouth
Obliterating
Ev.ery.thing
I thought that we had.
(would have?)
And now I'm standing in that place, Our Place.
That place of dreams, watching, watching, watching as it crumbles and shatters, as my hands hold the one thing I could cling to, Watch as it slips through trembling fingers, Your face a mirror, a mask, of the ugliness
I created. © 2012 MoonflowerAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on April 3, 2012 Last Updated on June 13, 2012 AuthorMoonflowerLouisville, KYAboutHello :) My name is Desiree. What brings me to this website is my love for poetry and storytelling. At this time I consider myself more of a poet, than a writer or author. I do not have the pa.. more..Writing
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