Plead

by Monica W.   May 28, 2005


I trail through the bitter cold darkness
Bleeding badly even from old scars
Holding my light of love and hope
Inside of my wounded chest

Demons of the past plunder again
Nailing their blood-stained claws deep in my flesh
Trying to pull me back into that dead hole
Ive been buried always

And while fighting back at them
Protecting my only light with all my life
I yell to the deaf empty skies:

"Just for one time in my life
Let me live having this blessed light with me..
Don't tear it off from me like you've always done
With all my dreams, happiness and hopes.."

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