Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Thursday, May 3, 2012

A Mother's Love

Today is the 2 year anniversary of my mom's death, I wrote this as a message to her.

A Mother's Love

She was so young, only seventeen
tears of pain streamed down her face.
Her breaths were deep and labored
while her flesh tore and bled.

A few years later the insidious two's
would drive most to patience end.
Her loving heart, ever so forgiving
chased me around to keep me safe.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Comforting Darkness

Falling silently into the depths of tearful despair,
feeling so alone, broken, and hidden from joy.
My heart solemnly cries out a yearning plea,
but my voice so mute scampers away to darkness.

I hide within my pain safely surrounded in sorrow,
just a cowardly soul trembling, too afraid to escape.
Broken spirited I sadly rest upon bruised knees,
kept bound inside a never ending nightmare.

Held captive by my own sense of failing worth,
my resolve to heal is becoming withered and torn.
My shattered fingernails both bloodied and tired,
walls surrounding me are scratched, deeply stained.

Curling into a ball I face the solitude of the corner,
my back facing the a world that has been left behind.
I hear distant voices whispering a melody of peace,
but all I know is the comfort of this darkness.

-Jaime

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

But On The Inside

A smile with a pat on the back,
and everyone thinks I'm okay.
They're unaware of a sad fact,
of how I'm trembling and afraid.
An outward disguise,
but on the inside....

I openly share my inner shame,
and everyone thinks I'm brave.
They're unaware of the self-blame,
and how my fears make me a slave.
Just an outward lie,
but on the inside....

-Jaime

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

The Unfair Fight

Most of you have read this already but I haven't posted it into the feed until now.

The Unfair Fight

It was an unfair fight,
a struggle of death and life.
He waged war throughout the night,
I defended him off past the morning light.

No choice was given,
as he to my heart did riven.
Made vulnerable I was for the taken,
why did he choose my soul to be forsaken?

He released the binds,
I into freedom then ran to find.
Although unwillingly I lost to his might,
I had no choice for this war was an unfair fight.

-Jaime

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Evaporating Soul

Evaporating Soul

His piercing eyes burned an eerie red
scorching the landscape of my body.
They saw right into my guarded fears 
leaving my spirit shamed and broke.

His breath was soured with evils scent
as his fangs tore through my defenses.
He must have savored my flesh and blood
for he feasted so many hours.

His fists pummeled away my last hope
branding me in shades of red and blue.
Marks of his dominance on display
serving as a trophy for his pleasure. 

His claws shred through my sense of worth
leaving empty destruction to reign.
My soul dripped off his finger tips
I evaporate into nothingness.

-Jaime