Saturday, January 28, 2017

My Girl Has Died, My Girl


Artwork by Karen Arnold 


Death is life afterwards
A train that climb down
Backwards
Maneuvering every speed, it held

Dead leaves cover me in every sight
Beg on to cease mourning but
I can’t
Day is night, everyday

Life is death in black and white
Time is mirror, left is
Right
I understand now, my girl has died

Behind the Invisible, very far away
Light and shadow are in constant
Fray
They crave my girl, I worship their grave

Wrong and Opposite, none is fair
Selfishness blind mean of us being
There
I only write, write to release my fever

Love and hate, perfect imperfections
Two egoists with one bread to equal
Portions
They both hurt to heal, heal to kill

Now that I am alone I but recite
Underneath my heart are harsh words of
Dispute
Glory’s to my pen, Reign to my world

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