the focus of the moon

the focus of the moon

A Poem by Z.Silas

the focus of the moon

i've had moments of asphyxiation
moments of manipulation
the knowledge of agony is so restraining
why do i bother explaining
the torment is containing
my heart and my soul
my plans and my goals
yesterday's really taking its toll
i've been running since day one
through glass from my past and the sun
in the darkness i breed my own kind of fun
fear of god fear of guns
fear for my life fear for my son's
my paranoia weighs a ton
handcuffed to my desires
while strangling myself with barbed wire
thank you sire
i burn within your child's fire
i live my life in utter shame
i've only had three moments without pain
i forgot one but the other two seem the same
hard pressed like blood stains
i smothered Abel and cannibalized Cane
i built my fortress out of pure s**t
i've had moments of pure bliss
locked eyes locked lips then kissed
thought i was in love but i just missed
hurt so bad i wanted to slice my own wrist
broke up from the maze and balled up my fist
woke up from the haze and entered the mist
i've never had a problem with sin or strife
until gin was introduced into my life
a child abandon by Christ


--Z.Silas Herrera

© 2008 Z.Silas


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good words gin that is sin in a bottle

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Powerful writing, conjuring up all sorts of dark desires and repressions. I like the way you hint at things without making them explicit, giving the reader room for imagination. There's a great passion & anger about this...great read!!

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Waht a sad ending! I was really enjoying this piece until then!!
"a child abandoned by Christ" - how sad.
I really enjoyed this. My fav lines:
the knowledge of agony is so restraining
my paranoia weighs a ton
I�ve only had three moments without pain
thought I was in love but I just missed

fav (verses?) for lack of better word:
the torment is containing
my heart and my soul
my plans and my goals


handcuffed to my desires
while strangling myself with barbed wire

Very cool, Silas! Thanks for sharing!

ps- I don't think you "let yourself down with the presentation"...it is a spoken word piece, and flows well. Peace!

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I think this would read better instanzas You appear to have written deliberatley in monrhymed stanzas then run them into one. almost a stream of consciousness interesting theme but you let yourself down with the presentation

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Z.Silas
Z.Silas

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