tonight i write until my pen runs dry

tonight i write until my pen runs dry

A Poem by Matthew L. Arcelay

Tonight I write until my pen runs dry

Until my last tear is cried

With these thoughts I begin to die

I sacrifice my soul for my heart

Torn apart by a lie painted on my lips

Delivered with a kiss as you cut me deep

Let me bleed my smile away

Cover my wounds with vinegar

So I ache

Then hide my pain behind a mask

Let this be my last gasp

I’m so cold in the shadow of the sun

I burn no more

Distant as time would have me

I am now caught between moments

Locked out

Waiting for nothing

Except your embrace

Knowing it’s not the same

Let me count the raindrops

as they fall through broken parasols

Hitting the cracks on my spirit

Bending me out of shape

Into something less then me

How many pieces of me do you need

So you can fly

If I told you how much I loved you

would you be able to sing my lullaby

If you could would you put me back together as is

Or remake me in your image

Forever unforgiving and broken

© 2008 Matthew L. Arcelay


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Matthew L. Arcelay
Matthew L. Arcelay

Brooklyn, NY



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hello my name is Matthew L. Arcelay ... i'm a poet mostly and i write under a few names mostly as write from the spirit, but i also use others ..... guess i feel with each it gives me a different pe.. more..

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