UntitledA Poem by MortriciaFear and acceptance, the troubled twosome.Sinking, as a child, into my cluttered bed I carved hate into my limbs and carved thoughts out of my head. I put them in my heart until my chest filled up with words meaningless thoughts and feelings that tangled up my world. I was safe inside mysef I was safe inside my hell I was safe enough, if there were such a thing though, I was living on eggshells. Every step I dared to take and every breath I barely gasped every motion and every glance inside a place where I was trapped. I was shackled to myself clawing the walls within my mind I was lost for every feeling mouth slack and tearducts dry. I wished to slip away when it was night, I wished for day because the light had a way of concealing all the dark of yesterday. But, as the hopeless time ticked on and as the day crept to dusk from dawn those fleeting comforts I clinged to evaporated; they were gone. I was left with something bitter I was left with something sour I was left alone just waiting for my unclean, bloodbathed hours. They came to me like clockwork as they always seemed to do they came to me with angry eyes that followed my every move. I would try to hide my gaze I would be as still as death I would silently hope and pray I would even hold my breath But, no bargain came my way And there was no way to delay what came to pass each evening So, I knew that I must stay. Stay to take what aged me years Stay to take what made my fears And every night I'd lie awake trying to breathe in pools of tears. And out my window I woud stare into the sky that held my fate searching for what wasn't there searching for an open gate. But every star was brightly mocking all the things I couldn't have Amongst themselves, the stars we talking Between themselves, they seemed to laugh because a girl so far below them looked above to be set free she begged for them to save her she begged He'd hear her plea. But, the stars were far too busy and my god just wasn't there my faith was quick to pass and my pain was left to bear. So, my body was my chamber though, my head was all I kept the rest of it was tattered bruised and battered; in a mess. Love became a foreign object trust became a funny taste I would look into the mirror and see neither in my face. Every corner of myself grew a plague so quick to spread inside, my lungs were filling but, the rest of me was dead. I must have been that way for years I must have faded black and white I must have lived a million times through what would happen in the night. A girl so drained and trained to fear A girl with thoughts so damn unclear But, I can't escape myself and I can't just disappear. So, I'll find some peace within and I'll forgive the ones who've sinned I'll accept love, look above and find the stars again. © 2010 Mortricia |
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