What of a Life In Pain

I was everything
 you desired me to be,
 wearing rags,
 scrubbing floors
 I was slowly erased,
 un-mothered
 made your whore 

When I look
 to embrace the sun
 I feel my eyes lower
 in pure light I feel
 my presence shunned,
 my steps continue
 to graduate to slow
 but moving forward
 I must to go 

if in sleep I forget
 to breathe?
 please believe
 I didn’t want to leave
 taking your faces
 in the palm
 of my hands
 with my feet
 I'm draw your image
 in times sands 

my heart once whole
 is an abyss of pain,
 I am slipping away,
 but with each gasp
 I'll try to explain,
 this husk
 made of skin,
 is brimming,
 overflowing
 with life’s sins 

You see God
 forgot he put me here
 he’s not seen me in years
 though his presence
 "I thought” was near?
 over and over I’ve been
 pervaded with pain
 I've raised my palms
 over and over again 

I am not done,
 though destiny nips
 at my heels,
 and I'll no longer
 be 'nothing'
 when in this life
 no forever will I feel 

Right now
 a cigarette stained
 moon tilts my sky,
 and the firmament
 is ripped with stars,
 So with this in my mind
 I'll end with a sigh...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Melugin Avatar
January 28, 2015 at 11:53 AM
Hey Jayne.....Your pen is not broken! In fact it is one of a kind! let your writing soothe your soul! huggs, chuck
Pinet Avatar
January 17, 2015 at 12:18 PM
A little melancholy with a slow pace that entraps the reader into your emotional flow. This is a telling story that allows you a window into your own fears and reactions to life and love. Emile.
Smith Avatar
January 17, 2015 at 11:08 AM
Great to read you Jayne....You pain and struggles are shining through your beautiful verse....hugs Tim
Omalley Polatnick Avatar
January 17, 2015 at 9:25 AM
Beautiful -- deeply felt ... thank you!
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