At my own expense

August 31, 2009
By , Chico, CA
The trees oscillate, gently rocking to and thro
before the sky, a pleasant shade of pink
yet, here I am sat, amidst the ebony obscurity
writing such words. With blood. With ink

My tattered heart throbs, slowing its rhythmic pounds
as it is shred and diminished by a pain so dire
watch my life as it plummets from a distance so high
into the waters so cold. into the crackling of fire
See my hand before my face. so weak and unfamiliar
like the expression which i witness in my puddle of tears
yet, here I am secluded, within my own self
left to dwell on my pain. delusions. fears
I am alone. isolated. depressed at best
left to fend for myself, without a noble defense
watch me shrug. fade away. from you. them
from a life that was ruined, at my own expense





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