My eyes glazed in silver
Blended and unseen with the wire that consumed the form of my body
Time pasted and the normalcy of flesh was no longer
Only a reflection blurred by metal
I am what I see across the table
No longer the person struggling from the inside out
Settled and Concord
And in the wholes of myself lies nothing
I looked and I thought how transparent
But that was the mission hidden in one continuous line
Stuck motionless without a chair
Broken off with a dull blade
And my hair fell from the root
lost in the twisting complexities of the floor
My lips never created just forgotten
All my vanity lost in transaction
And I had nothing left
But the lingering idea that I will still always be here
Twisting and turning lost in your good bye
Forced to see what I have done
And with vanity lost I am still stuck in front of the mirror
Instilled with the fear that I will still always be here
COMMENTS
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Dragonrouge
22:10 Apr 30 2009
A great poem!
Intense feeling and beautiful symbols.I love it!
You gave life to the void inside you.