Laura Dee Poet Rhyme

The Sun

The Sun
By Kevin Robey
February 1, 2013

Damn this sun, it really burns
Why do you smile when it returns?
You spread your eyes, take in the light
Your beautiful sky, so blue and bright

Through harmonies of breeze in the air
You feel its warm touch lifting your hair
This world you see is wonderful indeed 
But this dark disease has a hold over me

The sun that I see is burning my mind
It pierces my eyes, leaving me blind
The rays on me are burning my skin
My skies dead seas, drowning me again

I smell disease in every sprouting seed
Can't you see it's all poison to me?
Leaves carry songs forever left unsung
The air that I breathe is burning my lungs

This life of misery is slowly killing me
Addiction telling me the man I'll never be
Can't conceal these self-imposed wounds
My tears are like ashes, filling my tomb

You see my tired smile, alive and well
Still telling lies my eyes no longer sell
Crashing into futures I used to think were true 
My prison of malice; I'll never break through 

Then I see a girl, her cell next to mine
Her smile is faded, and her eyes are blind
Her skin is scarred, with self-imposed wounds
Her lungs are burned, and tears fill her tomb

Come with me my dear old friend
We'll drive away these scars again 
Let’s escape the flames together
Find shelter from this tortured weather

A place where sun shines again and trees bloom
Where light is pure, and time heals our wounds
We'll purify our scars with hands that hold the truth
And re-imagine dreams we lost back in our youth 

A simple place remains for souls like us in pain
If we can just survive the acid in our veins
So what do you say, my dear old friend?
Let’s find a place where scars can mend

Down treacherous roads with gaping potholes
Armed with stolen hearts and war-torn souls
Please take my hand, together we are stronger
Let’s walk ahead, and burn just a little longer

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Karissa Kelley July 31, 2013 at 12:30 AM The last three lines, I couldn't have written/expressed it better! This is amazing for a first write!

Kim Van Breda July 18, 2013 at 4:56 AM This one had me feeling that deep sadness-- the by product of real depression. Very well depicted in this amazingly accurate emotive poem. Been there... the whole thing, and have survived to tell the tale. Welcome to P/Soup.