Circle of GuiltA Poem by Hebe..... when the mind breaks downLeft in a circle muddling to find a path the satellite watches me rip out the grass knuckles bleeding, digging deeper into the abyss did you ask me a question? HEY YOU OVER THERE, DID YOU ASK ME A QUESTION? I must look a little frenzied perhaps a little delirious I want to be invisible to my pain my mind, yes... once I had a mind now a mass of burnt live wires smell the smoldering of my intelligence it's melting away in the scorching heat once I held the reigns, I sat in my chariot thought I was God my jaw held rigid so not to allow words of sentiment to seep through but life is no dunce .... am I still in the circle? don't want to find a way out! my fingers tearing uncontrollably at my wretched clothes to spill the venom from my pores my tears flooding my throat, my screams can be heard beyond the blue moon don't know anything anymore leave me rot in this circle cover my body with rocks let the dirt regenerate me into fresh green grass that just sways gently in the breeze and feels lush to the touch of a gentler soul © 2017 HebeReviews
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12 Reviews Added on March 9, 2017 Last Updated on October 20, 2017 AuthorHebeNJAboutMy passion is dancing Argentine Tango. It takes a minute to fall in love with it and a lifetime to master it. It is elusive & addictive. It is obsessive & blissful. It can take you through a rainb.. more..Writing
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