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little i

  • Writer: isabellethomas69
    isabellethomas69
  • Nov 1, 2012
  • 1 min read

devoid of hate

there's only pain

no sense, no ties

no thought, no gain

the chamber screams

of past regret

wish i could die

or just forget

forgiveness is

its own reward

to fall upon

the sharpened sword

excise the poison

from the wound

if not i'll be

forever doomed

to crouch in here

this wall of sound

rips at my heart

the walls rebound

every falsehood,

every lie

each broken promise

i can't deny

like prometheus

all bound in chains

i listen to

the cruel refrains

yet i am free

to walk away

to make a change

a new today

but how to stand

up to the fear

to take my chance

walk out of here

to leave the voices

in my head

lay them to rest

amongst the dead

the words are real

they once were said

but that's the past

and now instead

i need to feel

to trust to know

it's time to heal

to let it go

laughter springs

forth easily

the smile that

everyone can see

it is sincere

i do not lie

but the well is shallow

and cheap to buy

tis human to err

and divine to forgive

i need my goddess

if i'm to live

to find some well

of strength inside

for from myself

I cannot hide

this cane, this flog

i choose to wield

against my psyche

til i yield

i've carried it

for oh so long

it felt as though

it just belonged

but what can i

put in its place

a pretty plant

a crystal vase?

such silliness

it finds no place

what i need is love

what i need is grace

the fortitude

to be set free

not from another

but just from me

to be my friend

i need to learn

perhaps its my trust

i need to earn


Artwork by https://www.deviantart.com/alicia-imagination


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