Between the linesA Poem by fatalsymphonies
Today is just another day,
--It's like a giant hole of collision, (without you in it) inviting my every emotion to crash and burn-- begging for a pen to write in words, other than in blood. Water, please sir, water to match the depths of painted eyes. --Dear you, (I'll never send this) I'm digging my nails into my palm to keep from screaming.-- Is it my imagination, or is the air so thick that it clogs within my lungs? A blockage of continuation, my knees have never been so hollow, I collapse to the floors of my skins. --I can no longer mirror my pain on my face to translate, for you must (I'm begging) do this on your own.-- Do you feel better now, do you allow yourself to breathe? cleaning my imperfections like the soft tongues of momma bathing her young, Hidden behind anger, do you shift underneath? and how about watching me heal my wounds with words you'll never speak again? --I swear (between the lines) it feels like all eyes are on me, Where are you?-- © 2011 fatalsymphoniesReviews
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Added on March 11, 2011Last Updated on March 11, 2011 AuthorfatalsymphoniesNCAboutI'm just your average Fatal Symphony... Sometimes I write stories, other times poetry. Ache with me? more..Writing
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