Deeper than the surface

by *SoConfused1212*   Jul 29, 2005


There's a place in my entity where I'm sometimes forced to go
In this world of drifting skies
I become the person I try not to show

The puny veil on my face
is ripped off as easily as paper
Then begins the one-sided race
between me and the dreaded chaser

Running with legs weighed down by lead
I hear his footsteps as he gets near

I feel like a dirty book thats been read as his eyes probe head
And I know my heart lets a cry he can hear

He starts into a sprint toward the haven I had thought I had found
I try to escape but I trip over a dead corpse that's been drowned

Thats when I see The River

Dark water's swirling
and currents are twirling my hair as I try to swim in the death trap
I wait for some help, maybe a rope
instead I receive a slap
from a rock hurled from the shore
I'm just another energy source for them to tap

A rock finally hits it's mark
and I feel like a shark
thats been hit by a harpoon
and destined to be gutted
because when my body floats to the top
the pain won't stop
And I'll be like a rose plucked off the vine or as a girl who is forced to be blooded

I look around
and realize I'm starting to drown
The legs weights are continually pulling me down
At least I won't be found

I feel the water enter my lungs
and I become a ladder with broken rungs
I have seconds of consciousness so i look to the shore

When I thought to see little, I see so much more

My friends, the ones who I loved and aimed to please
They are throwing the rocks
and with relative ease
Laughing and mocking with so much more hate then I thought I would ever have believed
Their rocks are the largest among all the stones heaved

I start to see darkness in the corners of my sight
What are they trying to achieve
it just doesn't seem right
We never used to fight

Then i understand....
They never figured out who I really am

They may have tried to love me,but they never saw
The condition of my heart with these troubles that gnaw

I died that day
The real girl anyway
But the moral of the story is this

Thing aren't always what they seem
and my TRUE love won't require a kiss

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