A Mind's Prison

A Mind's Prison

A Poem by Leslie Marie


Turn my back,
Proceed with ordinary,
Its chewing on my hinges,
Close my eyes,
Static calamity and frustration,
A spark in my consciousness,
two, three,
Spitting fire at my honor,
A thousand times over,
Numb to the scene
Of blood, lack of, and jest,
Don't sound alarms for me,
The storm will pass,
13 years justified,
Hauntingly humorous,
A twisted little  sport,
Pitting my nerves against my body
and mind,
Bright spiteful eyes,
That never look at mine,
But I feel them,
Cold and hard,
Creeping up my spine,
Sing a lullaby,
To drown out the droning,
The face of love becomes worse than death,
I am enabled and wet,
Dreams of victory,
Shattered by cruel dawn,
She said I was too thin,
She said my fear is fueled by weakness 
and lack of faith, 
I never feared the night biting,
But only light failing to return.

© 2013 Leslie Marie

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Added on March 22, 2013
Last Updated on August 17, 2013


Leslie Marie
Leslie Marie


Sometimes I just write to write. Take it as you will. more..