The Awakening

short poem

The waking is near

Don't fear

My dear

Stay clear 

You are the mirror that leaves me in tears

You stare 

I care 

Your windows yet bleak

Creates a streak within me

You see less

From this stress

Yet I am gold left untold

In your window

As a flower you bloom

Wishes of death

Creating a tomb

Addicted to meth

Crystals of heaven

We will be free'd

Until then create me

Author's Note

still beginning to write.

Reviews

[Ghost writer]

this is very touching and I love the flow of your words, keep writing this is great.

[Sarissari]

Thank you so much, I'ma try to write more.

[stuart harley]

A touching poem, great use of words and an interesting structure too. well done i love it

[Sarissari]

Thank you Stuart Harley. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

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very beautiful and clear. words go inside my skin. i feel calm and i feel happy. very nice

[Sarissari]

Thank you Martin. I wrote this poem at a difficult time in my life.

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it s good thing use creativity. to stay on the live. i do same again well done

[Gerald]

You say you are still starting out but this is a better poem then I could ever make lol. I like poems but suck at writing them. You have a real talent for it though! You got to post more.

[Sarissari]

Thanks Gerald, I will try to post more. Thanks for the review.