i am the consumption of bird in flight

i am the pity lurking beneath scorched skin

i am the filth treading through your mind

i am the solitary dew upon hidden leaves

i am the desolation of rain that cleanses the land

i am the saviour of this light that fills every void

i am the voices of my foes bringing me down

i am the fleeting word that echoes beyond all worlds

i am the knife, i am the skin

i am the time spend in between the unknown

i am everything i will never see

i am the darkness in my soul i refuse to live without

i am the starlight that screams

“take me away, don’t let me die”

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  • deklin42 on Mar 27, 2010

    Nice poem!

  • Jay Knights on Mar 31, 2010

    Very dark….I am the release….

  • babyjingles1231 on Apr 1, 2010

    always like reading you………

  • babyjingles1231 on Apr 1, 2010

    I do relate…….

  • babyjingles1231 on Apr 1, 2010

    i always have to be in a “certain place” to read your works,,, Always get a chill!!!!!! TYVM for sharing… I Liked…….

  • LoveDoctor on Sep 26, 2010

    Impressive work. Poetry is a therapeutic and creative way to express your most innermost feelings and desires.

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