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When Night Comes

when the night comes and the moon calls me i have to go i battle the skeletons that have ahold of me and wont let go crying and begging them to let me have life they refuse the night is calling you have to go prowling the streets like the lines in the road looking for a lover who has no soul some one to feed me clouds from the sky some one to play the drums to the tune in my head i want to go to mars and you sir can take me torn between whats real and what isnt my bodys going numb i love the sensation this feeling that comes when darkness arrives the moon laughs cause from this night i cant hide discombobulated and frustrated i may be i need to get out of here cause this aint me crying and cussing about what i use to be but now the night and moon light has a hold on me this life that i live by myself with no one else to tell hiding secerts and lies like i work for the government i need help and i know it but im scared scared of the awkard stares scared of the whispers scared of the opinions scared of jugdements i will do it but im going into the night one last time this time to many im fading fast my body is numb the skeletons grab me their not letting me go this time they are taking me with them as i cry to the sky while the sun breaks the moon i see life i see light i see joy no more pain no more rain the sun is smiling shining bright go with the moon it is to late

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 3/9/2011 1:06:00 PM
Very nice poem...Jimmy
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Date: 3/9/2011 8:13:00 AM
This was like a short movie...wow. Strong lines here.
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