Crossed at Midnight

In this world i have been crossed

One too many may think they know

But they assume too much

People think that I am a shadow

Perhaps of what I Once was

But I feel my anger building

Yet it is still dormant

Waiting

Always waiting for the day to break

Break from the shackles

Spit on me and turn away

Turn away but watch your back

In the Dawn

When the point is now rising

And the sun is yet to show

Turn from me with caution

For when the moon comes

Look behind your shoulder

In the moonlight

I hear your laughter

Mocking my pain

And feeding my rage to the point

The point of breaking

View me as an instability among the stars

Waiting

Always waiting to break free

When i lose myself

Remember that you said i was nothing

In this world i have been crossed

One too many think they know

But they assume too much...

Author's Note

First time uploading any of my poems on here i have a whole lot of them... I write them but for some reason I feel like maybe i should show some people get some ideas and feedback.

Reviews

[Rob Santana]

An emotional piece, you've expressed yourself well.

[Trent Files]

Thanks a lot for the feedback,sorry it takes a while I don't get a lot of time to get on and check for reviews.