Poem #17

Story by Shadowfortuna on SoFurry

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#16 of My Poems

sometimes my mind doesn't let me ever forget..


As i sit in the light,

recording what i hear,

what i see, everything into my tablet.

Tears run down my cheeks, i look at my hands,

sometimes i see so much blood,

i can smell the metallic taint.

My hands feel sticky, before with a start,

everything is clean, no blood and smell.

Everything returns to normal as i shake,

more tears start to flow,

while i wrestle with my inner demons.

I sit at the edge, staring at an abyss,

horror and pain fill it to the brimm.

I shift and next to it,

Beauty and peace fills the second.

As the wind blows to cool the tears on my cheeks,

my stomach tosses and churns,

even as i come to grip with all i have seen.

i struggle to not break.