SIN
With my eyes a deep shade of green,
I walk into this life
as if it were a dream.
I am a muse of someone already dead,
I am the image one has drempt,
force fed,
as they sleep sound in their bed.
I am burned,
I am cut from these chains,
and I can not accept what has been taken from me.
Parts of me are buried in unmarked graves
where faceless children play underneath
some lonesome cherry blossom tree.
Each breath,
Every smile,
A simple laugh, it was worth the while.
Countless tears streaming down my cheeks,
I only pray for the lord my soul to keep.
I'm disconnected from the truth,
how about you?
that I am no longer here.
This is what I fear.
Shadows fade against a fire's blaze;
Snowflakes no longer gather on my tongue;
Each one identical and I am afraid.
If I should stay here any longer,
I will surely freeze-
I never bleed.
You see, Who I am,
I never was-
I am not me.
Living,
What does that mean?
He is frustrated by the mere presence of me.
I yearn to be giving,
to be loving,
and to be strong.
But this pain-
deep sharp fragments,
bitter sweet shards,
doesn't seem wrong-
they have been here so long.
There are still moments to remember
and God knows- how I will never forget;
what it meant,
to be human, to be deserving,
yeah,
Almost heaven sent.
I am the coyote
that preys upon the weak,
whom lies low in the bushes at nighttime
in search of fresh meat.
Your good enough to eat.
Make no mistake,
I'm wise to the tricks
because I'm full of trickery.
My charm, my seduction
is the best part of me.
I am the Goddess of beauty and love.
In the irony that I've never had either of these.
It's one glance,
one word,
a soft touch, a slow dance;
A passionate kiss from a lover's sweet lips,
and then I'm down on my knees
calling to a God whom I've never seen.
I'm forced to love rain;
anything wet.
Fresh warm liquid-
you haven't seen the best of me yet.
Come on, come on,
drench my skin;
My dear drifter
do this girl a favor,
and keep throwing buckets of your savoir
to douce out my sin.
kimberly Ellis