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Bleed Through Me

Poetry By: Lady Black
Poetry


Tags: Emotions, Me


Where are my emotions you say? They act like sheep, they ran away..


Submitted:Nov 7, 2012    Reads: 16    Comments: 4    Likes: 2   


 

Must they scatter

like a storm

inside, insight

catch them after
I laugh hysterical

It's a miracle

madness does not

equate to bad

bad does not

equate to darkness

maybe, just maybe

I'll find my way

like a rare lightening strike

its the spike

just that thing

I want to name

I want to win this

this silly game

but yet its interesting

to see myself

in this mirror

nothing helps

I watch my back

I leap with fear

but I face with courage, knowledge, and without tears

must I tame them?

these emotions I feel

high or very low

I act, I think, I believe and then I go

Where ever I can be

Whatever is me?

I found a source out

I have the key

I'll make it happen

Shall it end in nightmare or dream

The fate is my own

I shape my destiny

Before the mirror of truth

I'll wait, as you will,

and only then,

Just then,

Green, blue and brown we shall see

lets discover and uncover, unmask

and never flee





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