I Come From Southern Fire
I come from nothing.
But all this pain
I come from tears
That fall like rain
I come from hours
Lost crying in corners
I come from times
We cried like mourners.
I come from a Father
That I wanted to please
I come from disappointment
That ended in “STOP! PLEASE!”
I come from the crashing
Of our heads being knocked
I come from the blows
I couldn't have blocked.
I come from two pups
Who were never let outside
I come from the ghosts
Of all the tears I've cried.
I come from the pain
Of a Mom who just watched
I come from the skin
On which bruises were blotched.
I come from the scars
That burn on my soul.
I come from the demons
And the dreams that they stole.
I come from the Father
I wish that I'd had
I come from the monster
And the screams of “Too bad!”
I come from the man
I wished gave a damn.
I come from the emptiness
That is who I am.
I come from the life
I've survived my way through.
And I come from a place
That you never knew.
Copyright © Erika Raiken | Year Posted 2012
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