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I chose the metaphor from BooksRule's list : "Rekindling of a flame"

Submitted:Aug 14, 2010    Reads: 65    Comments: 4    Likes: 2   

Were it anguish, I would have known.

I've been here before, I know these roads.

Hopes of grey and dust, casually thrown

then hooked to a van, miserably towed.

The sounds of skids and breaks,

Oft' fill my ears on lonley nights,

I'm drifting, never really awake

Just living to live, without a fight.

They say what is to be, is to be

and what isn't, t'isn't.

But no, not at all, not to me,

not now, faltering in the present.

I cant see the flames that once were

The very heart, the very core

No turned a lair of soiled fur

Dark and wet and strangely sore

I cant understand the hows or whys

I am now what I am

Lost in a coma, lost in the skies

of devilish thought, of the damned.

I'm a monster, looking for his soul

I'm a traitor, looking for a home

Decsend, I try, from this grey hole

And up and up, allow me to roam

I promise you, now, I can change

I feel wrecked and sorrowfully ashamed

Bring back my heart, the one you framed

And see to this, that flickering in the darkness

thus is the rekindling of a flame.


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