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Tiffany Bailey Poem
He runs along the seams.
stretching, and tearing, and ripping open.
if only to see his dreams.
if only the witness his hope and reason
truckle before his feet and flee.
glutton of sorrow!
You breathe melancholy with a sigh so pathetic and petty.
do i owe you pity?
Im just so tired of stumbling so far behind
stithcing the gaps that follow your mind.
why dont you take a rest?
Why dont yoy rewind?
Copyright © Tiffany Bailey | Year Posted 2016
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everybody put their hearts together and prayed a black cloud to linger over
everyones homes, crawling under everyones skin.
this is the heart of man? like a warring ocean?
you gonna turn waves on your vulnerable for some raging storm
let the waters get restless and walk us off the plank wide eyed but not crying because you have your justifications such as we arent pure?
this feels like human sacrifice
your going to ruin someones life because hate makes you feel alive?
how much figurative blood have you washed away?
how many of us are you going to kill today?
i believe he felt worthless, like many, because more than a few went out of their way to be ruthless and its okay because the scum of the earth deserves it and there is no other way...to feel accomplished
im just waiting for the storm to subside, let the water settle, look around and see the horrified reflections of realized evil.
Copyright © Tiffany Bailey | Year Posted 2018
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The end times have come.
But, I couldn't tell.
My life has been Rapture...
or has it been Hell?
"Here's a Cross. Go find your Nail."
Jesus Christ,
I have to do this myself?
Rain begins to fall heavy,
its warm on my skin.
Where are the clouds?
Oh God, im choking again.
Why have you Forsaken me?
I swear, I know that voice.
Where are you taking me?
Im sorry, I have no choice.
Please, Forgive me, for i have Sin.
I keep it in this box and only you know the pin.
There i go, talking to myself again.
Early morning. But where is the Light?
I've been tasting dirt for an hour.
Am I going to be alright?
Is this because of last night?
Hold on, my chest is getting tight.
Its been Three Days since we've talked
and im beginning to miss the Sun.
This doesnt make any sense.
How far have I come?
Copyright © Tiffany Bailey | Year Posted 2018
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