Burned.

by Poet on the Piano   May 22, 2011


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Tracked by a dead chemical,
I suddenly am encased
between a transforming life-
falling under pressure,
inside furious bottles,
sputtering lost wins
under separate chambers.

This earthquake alters
everything I built up...
and I strangle myself
for losing what I never
deserved, a bridge
creating love among
bountiful memories.

But this thief ensues...
regret for not being bright enough,
guilt for not being strong enough,
and revulsion for not being
his kind of perfect innocence.

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