...and I am found once again
on this path of loneliness,
and as the feathers of each angel fallen
dance upon the moonlit shore,
if you look beneath the belied image
you will see unwinding sorrows grow.
Like storms of wild hurricanes
this anger trapped in your domain
spat out a roar of ugliness
amidst a bond, that we both shared.
As words spoken dug too deeply
"like shards of glass" you said to me.
Fatigued by arguments you claim you are,
of pain spun 'round in circles
and I say it's all too much.
This body I'm in won't give me release
from remorse of this loss, which may be real.
But before all the blames' been placed on me
the reflection in the mirror is for you to see.
Now upon a cliff shivering I stand
Not knowing where to begin, or where to end. ï¿½
| Yes, fix some of those typos. There nothing wrong in terms of length, but more wouldn't hurt. I just read your first submission and for some reason this seems like the follow up of that. What am I saying. I can now only think subjectively. I like this. Fav>||| Posted on 2005-07-29 00:00:00 | by K | [ Reply to This ] || I don't know why, But I keep coming back to this. Just realised I made it a favourite a while ago. It's like you took my situation and put it into words. It's rare that I can connect so with someone else's work. I like the way you enter into this, like it is a continuation of something else. It lets one wonder... Come on. Tell me... Hehehe!!!!!!! Really great. I'll be sure to check you out some more.||| Posted on 2005-08-25 00:00:00 | by K | [ Reply to This ] |