Lights Out

Lights Out

A Poem by Julius Whitfield

the lights went out
she bit the bullet
her demons held her down
when she felt closer
the lips have lied
if only she could have undressed
what was all behind it
[tell me, after your done with me, what was it that you really wanted]
[was it to shed me piece by piece, was it something that you really wanted]
[the weight below me is getting cold, its getting light rather than being heavy]
[Should these demons leave, give me an angel to hold me close, warm me from the heroin/heaven that nearly took my soul]
"you took me out and i couldn't imagine the shame
i stayed just a breath-less closer and there's nothing i can maintain"
this loosely noose is an ode to you when it doesn't feel quite right
there's nothing you have to do but prove
prove you're stronger than the fight just before you die
no one will save you, it wont save me, so i wont waste my time
these digits wont touch you, so you can feel loved
there have been times where we've cried
just know, for a moment just know, the theme is i'm still waking, i think, i cry, and i behold this
its not a waste, not to me
you took me out and i couldn't imagine the shame
i stayed just a breath-less closer and there's nothing i can maintain
there's only a scarred memory of you that remains

© 2008 Julius Whitfield


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Julius Whitfield
Julius Whitfield

St Louis, MO



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21 yr old artists (writing, music, drawing, and performances) who has been befriended by pencils for years. I like to report my life's experiences through poetry and comedy, which are most of the time.. more..

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