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The Light
A choked message
That was strangled like you
Seems I’m not eternally happy
In that morbid sort of way
I’m simply leaving you here
Cold and alone
As you have always left me
Ages and ages ago when I would beg
For forgiveness
And understanding
Or anything that would be right
Wrong
Or in relation to me
Myself, and I
Or you
I’m all tangled up
In this cord I’ve killed myself with
The one that turned into a serpent
When I wasn’t looking
So now I must go on
Try to be different
And yet still the same
As I journey through this life
I have yet to leave
That somehow seems to lead me
Even as I struggle away
And up
To the light
By Christie Clark
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