Risk: How Much Can A Body Take?A Poem by Molly
Sweat drips From my fingertips A harsh ringing panic comes closer I am not strong enough! I cry and beat my hands against my head Trying to fight the defeat and the dread That well up inside my breast Burning tears fall Like strips of fire so small And I run to the edge of myself My soul shrieks in torment And the cold wet beating Of my soggy thoughts meeting Forces me to my knees I, a child Alone in the snow-white inferno Of upheaval still know What is best But the faces, they’ll haunt Nightmares filled grim and gaunt And I will try to die But I jump And in taking the leap My mind I can keep I can walk on Aware of the pain behind me But glad of the life before me And I will smile It hurts But with time perhaps The pain will lapse The worst is done I made the decision ‘Spite her hateful derision And now I am free I end in cold The silver twilight of a closing That promises a beginning I LIVE In spite of you Life crowns me victor © 2008 MollyReviews
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1 Review Added on February 7, 2008 Last Updated on February 7, 2008 AuthorMollyAboutI write to write. Not for you. Not even for me sometimes. Inspiration just hits me, and I'll write it down. Sometimes what I write concerns the present, people I know or things I've seen. And other t.. more..Writing
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