![]() HauntedA Poem by MOON
Take
all the shadows off my pristine wall
Let
me paint and dress myself in glossy case
Banish
the mirror with its open cracked face
Shut
my ears so no voice in my head can call
Let
the past be with its endless weary thoughts
Let
me hold my own and dance in every hall
Crippled
stiletto heels I can still walk tall
Let
me build a gold cage of a thousand forts
Where
is the blues and pain I erased it all
Filled
and varnished every crack there ever was
Now
I stand here erect I could paint the stars
Pretend
there was a summer never a fall
Still
on starless moonless nights you will find me
Slowly
scratching beneath the surface veneer
All
my fleece lined finery can’t keep me dear
From
the baying voices that won’t let me be
I
can try to run from the thoughts in my head
Too often
now I know the past is not dead
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