Take It All Away

Haven't felt pain till clouds rush in
Rain of tears, a handful couldn't bear
Blurred as it seemed, my life in a spin
Could this be the last of a memory's flare?

Mercy I asked, never knew if heard
Last of the seen, vanished in thin air
Couldn't run away, the last thing to dread
No more to hold, no one to be of light's heir

I've seen the unseen, heard every words, and felt it all
What more to ask of this chills running through
Couldn't open my eyes, scared to fall
And just couldn't bear this agony so true.

My eyes are shot, my ears don't listen, my heart stop beating'
It all stopped to this end, dark and heavy felt in the inside
And there I was, standing beneath a loud ink dripping,
"Dear Lord, take it all, wash this pain away, make it slide"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Kearley Avatar
April 5, 2012 at 5:32 PM
This is a very heartfelt poem to me..It caused tears to well up in my eyes :*( Very nice. :o)
Jabri Avatar
April 6, 2012 at 5:35 AM
I am so sorry...but thank you for comment..God bless.
Song Avatar
March 8, 2012 at 2:55 PM
I would list this as "rhyme" ABAB rhyme scheme. Emotive and transparent as a write can be...my fav stanza is the first..I pondered your question and my heart responded. Nice to read of your work for the very first time. :) Gwendolen
Jabri Avatar
October 26, 2015 at 12:41 AM
thank you Gwendolen :)...sorry if it took me years to say my thanks - God Bless
Eastman Avatar
March 7, 2012 at 10:20 AM
A very unusual poem... It held me to it... waiting to read each of the next lines.
Jabri Avatar
March 7, 2012 at 10:24 AM
I hope that is a good thing, if it is..thank you very much.
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