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My Own Worst Enemy
From the windows of my soul
Don’t expect to be mesmerized
My soul whispers save me
So far no search and rescue team
Only me paddling across streams of lava
No gardens filled with roses and orchids
Over here we have dying flowers and thirsty lands
Cursed by some merciless creature
This picture I paint will erase smiles
As hearts freeze in the cold of my truth
Agony like medusa showed her ugly face
And now I await the gods to breathe life into me
Like a sword this pen takes on enemies undefeated by fist
This ink baptizes pages with an art of the depths of my being
In these lines you will find emotions that take life
Master of masters, hear your unworthy servant spill his pain
Place your healing hands on this aching mind
This reality I live frightens the bones of warriors
Save me from the sword that I hold
Let these words not be written in vain
For they are my only weapon against my inner demon
Comments
Apostolos "Paul...
Tue, 2011-02-22 21:51
thanks rosina
I am glad you connected to this piece
Blue_Halcyon
Wed, 2011-02-23 13:28
Wow Paul!
I'm impressed! Your writing just continues to improve. The imagery from this poem jumps off the page and chases you around the room. Sorry I didn't get a chance to read it sooner - been at home fighting strep throat. :-P Hope to read more of your work soon!
It is such a secret place, the land of tears. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Apostolos "Paul...
Wed, 2011-02-23 15:44
thx grl
for your time
Apostolos "Paul...
Wed, 2011-02-23 16:18
Shirley
What can I say pain produces beauty
weirdelf
Thu, 2011-02-24 07:47
paul, add something to this
I understand your despair but you have friends and faith
cheers,
Jess
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