whO iAMA Poem by eli mercuree rueThrough a masked face Hiding scars That mark your past Your hidden identity Your insanity Your pride Your dignity Your shame You ask me who I am While your identity is concealed And still I tell you I am the air you breathe In that is mixed with carbon monoxide I come to you in the nights You don’t want to live Help you leave I am the ignition of your car The keys in your pocket The gun in your hand I arm you with everything you need To retreat, get away, escape Leave this earth Just so you can come back A reincarnated baby Forced to do it all over again To relive those Days you dread Who am I? I am the hand Tightly securing the noose Around your neck As you make your way down I allow your eyes to pop Your mouth to drop I am those brief memories Before your current life ends I am your worst sin I am the beginning middle and end Of your life because I am encompassed in everything you do Every breath you take Every step of your feet Breaking grass seeds and pavement too I am you on your holiest of autumns end I am the blasphemy that rolls off your tongue I am your unborn sons and daughters Already pushing you off of the alter Stealing your money Killing the bees that make your honey I am the evil live in you Constantly forcing you to Shake the bleeding flesh of your hands With the thorned hands of Satan I am that Which causes you to see the ugly side of nature Just because I want your insides to ignite when Her true beauty Dances in front of your face Masked by simplicity This is who I am.
© 2008 eli mercuree rueAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on March 4, 2008 Last Updated on April 7, 2008 Authoreli mercuree rueDurham, NCAboutcreating a s p a c e where the meaning of words evolve with your consciousness more..Writing
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