Sidewalk Dreams

I stare across this valley

Searching for nothing called something

Holding my hands up to a blackened sky

Like a fallen angel seeking salvation in utter surrender

My own lies and hatred in this world

Bludgeon my back till I'm to weak to resist the call of death

Love was what gave me wings, a freedom

From the cascading poisoned diamonds of mortality

Yet this cursed blessing stole my soul from his grasp

Leaving us both too broken for change

This face of mine traces the scars of this place

In hopes of chase towards redemption in similarity

I cry out so loud, so clear, anticipating a breath

Pure and clean from my delirious heart

So watch me trip on battered knees

Tears falling from my face, an assailing deviant agony

Condemn me to a godless phantasm

I am no more but a fallen portrayal of happiness and deceit

In a world no better than this wicked guise 

Reviews

[Who Cares]

Another brillant piece. Beautifully written imagery, a valley darkened by the blackened night sky. Word play; I love it, "Searching for nothing called something". Your diction is spot on, you add a great flow to your words with such descriptive terms. The fourth line is a powerful simile; I love it. I love the concept. Lovely job, Keep writing