Friday, May 15, 2015

Poetry Friday - May 15th

Is there anything more I can do
Than cry myself to sleep at night
Is there anything more I can ask
As I pray and hold my body tight
As the tremors fill my hands
And my legs can barely stand
And I scream

Is the sky bleeding purple now
Like my heart bleeding crystal clear
With the tears screaming silent threats
At angry enemies
Is the wind blowing men astray
While I stand stagnant in the heat
And my fears gather round my neck
You whisper, "I am here"

So why am I waiting still
Why can't you answer me
I've shouted all my life
Why can't You see
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