Taken Back

Taken Back

A Poem by Priest Rada
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Mar. 10th, 2004

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Forgiving only gives
So I'm here to take back what is mine
What was mine that I gave to you
In good faith and kindness
So I made a list that goes like this:

My heart, though now broken
Let it bleed, but not in your hands
The weight of it is the burden
Only I am strong enough to bare

My thoughts, that aways came back to you
Like now, they are drawn to your flame like moths
Burning up in your light
Leaving me feeling dead inside
Wondering, aching, does it even matter
In the end, you are no longer here, they mean nothing

My dreams, still haunted by your beauty
I sleep with my arms around myself
Waking to find you not here
Being alone in the dark is the worst
But at least not seeing, I can pretend you're near

My blood, that bleeds from me
Spilling onto this paper to stain it forever
It doesn't stop, but flows and flows
Following the path that the truth of this cut through me
Leaving me weak in it's wake

My strength, the one thing I need to get by
To be put out, put down, pulled along and strung out to dry
I won't go on without it
I can't

These are the things I'm here to claim again as my own
The spoils of war so sweet on your lips
Will become bitter in time
For now I have time on my side
And maybe I will forgive
But right now I'm just trying to forget
And with that
I'm making the most out of less

© 2009 Priest Rada


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Priest Rada
Priest Rada

Fairhaven, MA



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