Crawling to the Light

Crawling to the Light

A Poem by AndBeForgotten
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Another very emotional piece for me. It speaks my soul and my journey into light.

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With your pellucid skin I can see every muscle and vein

That pokes through the wall and shoots up my drains

Blood marks my skin in triangular symbols

Pinching the nerves under my teeth

Your high pitched syllables ring in my ears and carve into my eardrums

The sound of you swallowing down the bones,

Gagging and choking on splinters

Pulling back your fingernails I can see a pink mound,

Untouched and swollen.

You pick at every cut and peel off every scab

Destroying every healing.

The smell of your stench burns my nostrils

Singeing the hairs on my skin

I see the darkness that leaks from your eyes

And streams down onto the floor

Burning through the carpet and anyone below.

Your scars define your face

A maze of bloody and raised tracks.

The touch of your skin cuts my fingers, leaving their innocence behind.

I step into your dark cloudy haze

And at once cannot breath

Struggling and writing in pain I cannot see

Any light at all

At the threshold of death I lay broken

The door closing and pinching my feet under

The sharpened edges of its rusty frame

Slicing through skin into muscle

I cannot scream or let anything out

The blood is filling up my lungs and mouth

In the last minutes as my eyelids are weighted down and down

I call out with anything left and dig my finger nails into the ground

Holding on, and hoping you remember my name

“Jesus! Jesus!”

My eyes swell with tears,

I can barely whisper

A faint sound echoes in the dark

I strain to hear through my screaming heart

Warmth kisses my skin

And licks my eyelids open

A clear finish is painted over my eyes

Returning them to color

I am lifted up and carried into the glow that speaks my name.

Your skin is like diamonds

So bright I cannot blink for fear this beauty will disappear

Written in blood letters on my skin are the words

Forgiven in my Name

The sound of your voice cleanses my ears

Soothing my nerves and blessing them with melodies

On your wrists are marks that you touch my fingers to,

Healing the cuts and restoring innocence

I watch as the light seeps from you pores and

Drips onto the floor

Sparkling and shinning in brilliance

It births a new beginning

 

© 2009 AndBeForgotten


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Praise God, love.
This is absolutely brilliant.
I do not want to say a favorite part because
the entire work is just stunning.
I think you have painted a picture of the part of all of us
that goes through what Christ went through.
It is not too brutal. It is what He want through.
You make me want to die to myself all over again.
Which is a cycle we all go through to become closer in our walk with Him.

sigh
This is such a blessing, love.


Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Praise God, love.
This is absolutely brilliant.
I do not want to say a favorite part because
the entire work is just stunning.
I think you have painted a picture of the part of all of us
that goes through what Christ went through.
It is not too brutal. It is what He want through.
You make me want to die to myself all over again.
Which is a cycle we all go through to become closer in our walk with Him.

sigh
This is such a blessing, love.


Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i forgot to mention the title, love it! Fits the poem and the journey so well.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Suffering, death and the resurection. In our own pain we come to know his.... as he knows our own. The path to salvation lies beyond. Very well done.

Posted 10 Years Ago


This is the first of your writing that I have found.
Impressed is such a weak phrase to express such
incredibly beautiful writing, but impressed I am.

In the beginning I was somewhat shocked and
amazed at the brutal vocabulary from such a sweet
picture. The final stanzas of your poem make it
perfectly clear.

This is perhaps the most dramatic vocabulary I have
read. Exploding with energy, brilliant in imagery ,
stinging emphasis and flowing with the vitality of the
greats. Your poem sings.

Rated at 100 %

------ Eagle Cruagh

Posted 10 Years Ago


"The touch of your skin cuts my fingers, leaving their innocence behind." this is just one of my favorite lines in this piece. really well written

Posted 10 Years Ago


This gave me chills. Such vivid description of pain and renewal. Wonderful work!
Light,
Siddartha


Posted 10 Years Ago


Oh wow this is such an amazing write the imagery is fantastic it's all so easy to picture in my head!
Absolutely loved reading this.

x x x

Posted 10 Years Ago


Wow that was really a very dark journey indeed, the twisted images are just like what a mind can conjure up when in this state but you showed ust how every dead end has a beginning again, this is brilliant.

Posted 10 Years Ago


So moving in its depth and powerfully imagery... Our journey to light and life is often strewn with torturous walks and haunting melodies... Amazing to see the grace that blesses your last lines... Excellent write.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

My god, This is amazing. From the start to the finish...Haunting and somehow up lifting at the end. Great freaken poem...."Your scars define your face" I love this line its soo visual. Really great job!!!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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