WaterwayA Poem by Obsidian Wave
Something I wrote about a tough patch in my life.
Half dead with a pen in my hand.
Is this how Poe felt?
Lying in that gutter uttering his last words that none should ever be heard.
There’s a headstone in a country I’ve never been to
that reads here lies man.
Here lies man; Now given the title monster.
Rip from me my sense of self and send me to the stage.
But never see me break.
There is no room for weakness here.
And I would sooner die than cry.
So here’s to the new ultimatum.
Let my next tears signal my hearse.
Let them be a waterway to my long overdue oblivion.
My “rich inner life” has long been a prison.
And I’ve been burning for so long.
From within and without I’m consumed.
By their jokes, by their claims, by their names for me.
Hello Oreo, cause you don’t wear the black kids clothes.
Forcefully faggoted because he doesn’t think with his dick.
He’s a man so he’s a monster,
and if he’s not yet he will be soon they all turn eventually and they’ve got proof.
So I clung to my idols like a man overboard on this ship called life.
I clung to them with all my might.
Until my idols proved them right.
I thought we would fight them together
And then you became one.
So I let go
and I was drowning in flames
Insecurities mounting high enough to give Zeus a handshake.
Nowhere to turn and for God’s sake
I must remember not to break.
I must put out my fires.
So let the tears douse them.
Let me drown them in my weakness.
May the waters carve the mountains and attack the blaze.
Then let the vapors from the battle cleanse allowing me to say.
That this may not be January but here are the resolutions.
Let my idol be in the mirror and the promise of tomorrow.
Let my voice always be as strong as it was when I spoke his words.
Let my new fire be a passion that outshines the streetlights
And make stars blush with envy’s spite.
And let my tears be a waterway to revival.
© 2012 Obsidian Wave
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Last Updated on June 12, 2012
Rochester , NY
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