By: The Red Cat Jazz of Love
Its me ,
Walking down the bridge of life
Just nature meditating .
Trying to break jail house
Thoughts free from
Writers block sanity.
Cantaloupe trees
Robbed poverty
And smiles of
Different color
Faces find away
To spray inner
Hatred mace
Upon me.
But I am
The dim lights
Of fog
And the sensitive
Emotions
Of no more.
Because I am
Walking the bridge
Of drowning
Sorrow.
If I gave you
A tablet of my pain,
In return
Could you
Pour me a fresh glass
Of just go away.
Because
The torture,
The restless
Peace ,
Its written
In I want to die
Tattoo.
Just traveling
The loud sounds
Of my creepiness.
Trying to sew together
The mended
Forgiveness ,
That is just so
Hard to do.
I am close to the
Edge like so
Many times before
And at this moment,
Just let my
Feet agree with me
And just give me
Wings
No medicine
In any dose
Seem unable to cure.
I want to drown
In peace,
No help,
Just let me go
As the pain will
Be no more
Hunting at me.
I have closed my eyes
And ask Jehovah
Please to forgive me.
But I have to jump
To kill strife
Right alone
With my
Gifted
L
I
F
E
.
.
.
Its my rage
Poking out my personality
Like a trapped
S
L
A
V
E
.
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