My Ashes
Intense pain pure and uncut
blinding all righteous thought out of sight
a chilling journey inconjunction with
a trouble plight
dark bleeding gums from biting my tongue
and a bruised throat from choking on my words
I wanna scream out loud
and shake the bark from my family tree
to fill the void I've come out of
to tear off these notions and happy thoughts
I wanna ponder the thought
and wonder in frenzy at my own misery
I hate smiling I hate laughing
give me pain pure and haunting
give me chaos
give me night take away the day
bludgeon the clouds and tweek the stars
spit on my grave
and leave no footprints in my ashes
Copyright © Malcolm Dyer | Year Posted 2007
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