no title, cant think...

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by curtius, Feb 4, 2006.

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  1. curtius

    curtius Well-Known Member

    To cut without an edge
    This time I have discovered
    I've lost the battle again
    I'm never going to recover

    I've placed it all on canvas
    Hopeing it will dry
    Into something more than black and white
    Though coloured tears I cry...

    Rageing in the background
    Surface strange serene
    Dont even try to go back there
    You wont know what it means

    I'll only give one warning
    But I know that you'll try
    You'll only swirl the black and white
    Muddle why I cry...

    You're messing with this beast
    I've caged within my chest
    A giant rage within it's cage
    It never lets me rest...

    It bites the hand that feeds it
    Ripping, tearing, through me
    I cant let go I need it
    My edgeless beast consumes me.

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  2. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Member Safety & Support SF Supporter

    Fab poem. :smile:
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