![]() "RUDE"A Poem by wisutdowse
The tips of my finger feels heavy
As my body turns grey My eyes blur my vision disoriented My body begins to ache I yelp yet not help comes This is the price I pay Be careful what you wish for they say Now all is too late thick life runs through me and out As it spills through and chases the cracks I regret this I say Now all is too late A heavy breath is force out of me A punch to the gut like my mother when she screams Her voice thrilling in my ear I want to get away I want to get away But how, When all I have is a heart, no more No More I say My face turns cold The world still turns No where to run No where to hide I want to go home Where even is home The only sanctuary is sleep Yet the demons that lurk Creep up in my dreams The thirst for life Their thirst for love I cannot blame them I cannot hate them For I would torment for that too A snippet of a heart A cup of life A breath of air and light As pools of fear and sorrow drowns me my heavy heart I can no longer carry I love my life dearly As my body stumbles, I fall Now the tips of my fingers feel heavy.
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Added on February 12, 2025 Last Updated on February 12, 2025 Author
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