Saving the Lost

Dec 06, 2006 13:37

Just when I think...

Just when I thought...

Just when I...

Just when...

I have tried to justify

I have tried to rational/lies

I have pushed the anger and the hurt to the back of my head

Making it heavy

So that I am always looking

up.

I had to cut

to sever

To snip

clip

trip the wire of this land mine.

Explode us both

letting the fragments remake themselves

New versions

missing parts and finding those that never

existed.

There was a hole

ugly and torn from my side

The scars are still red

Still angry reminders

But flesh is healing

Emotional bruises

Purple bite marks glittered with broken blood vessels.

Battered and windblown I crawled from my cave

Howled

Shouted

Threw up my hands

and slammed my fists

into the rocky tor.

The mountain fell away beneath me

I fell

flew

floated

to the bottom

lush vegitation and springy loam

sucked at my inappropiate shoes

but I walked anyway

because I found

I still had everything to loose.
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