Dark Poetry #3 |
20 Years |
fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
It's hard to distinguish between spasms of pain and quakes of sorrow here Voices ring out strong as the smell that hangs above my head like suffocating smoke Everybody wants to know if their loved ones are okay, if they survived the blast I guess I'm crouching down here below the running confused paralyzed city, straining to hear him His final words come out amid cold shivering and angry spasms like those of the mercilessly posessed There was so much I had to tell you, so much left unsaid about when your mother and I left eachother Part of me wants to stop the flow of tears and the alien fist that pushes up my surrendered throat But they come and I watch the last moments through blurred vision, letting 20 years roam free I always loved you even when you said everything was my fault, even when you told me you hated me They ran in panic above me, trying to escape the inevitable, trying to fight the inescapable current I let go and watched my father die there on the street right in front of my face as it accepted the truth Never forget your mother and I always loved you; I only wanted to protect you and make sure you were happy And so he died leaving me 20 years Guilt and fighting, a forgotten war that will never be forgotten "If history is to change, let it change. If the world is to be destroyed, so be it. If my fate is to die, I must simply laugh" |
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~K Member
since 2002-10-19
Posts 104 |
This is very powerful & moving. Thank you for sharing this. |
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