Sunday, September 12, 2010

Silent Scream

Feel like I am made out of ice
Cold, transparent and disappearing
What is left is just an incomplete slice
The time is what I am fearing.

I hate what we have become
Cannot go back, cannot move ahead
Stasis makes me come undone
Makes me what to lose my head.

Screaming silently throughout the night
Wishing for it all to end, go back
Waking up to what is right
The nightmare in broad daylight attack.

The light that burns bright keeps me here
Fighting, running, trying to fool the dark
It is my life, my cross to bear
Drag me through, make my mark.

1 comment:

  1. WOW...did you write this poem Lisa? Yet another one of your talents. Hope all is ok at your end. This poem knocks my socks off.

    Joanna

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