Wednesday, July 16, 2008

The Shore

THE SHORE
By Adrianna Delgado

Sunburned and broken
Starless and deprived
I will not ask for what I do not have
Only to keep what I possess, cherish deep inside
Blistered and rotten
Breathless and contrived
I will not fight the battles that cannot be won
Only storm the shores to ensure love will be born
She never said goodbye
And I cried, but why?

Basing my tears on imagination
Illusions of thoughts
Words never formed on her tongue
Hung, clinging, gasping for the air that I choke on
The irony of agony self-inflicted
The clock ticking away the seconds of my tears
The wasted fears of uncertain tomorrows
Sums of anguish and sorrows
Equaling nothing, empty and hollow

Giving away dreams soaked in blood and sweat
And the clock, the clock ticking my tears
Grieving my years
The words all come falling down
Tumbling out of my mouth, down my body
Scattering into the aura around me
And these false, imposter colors do me no justice
Rushed this metamorphosis into this creature

Who fears the sun…Sunburned and deprived
Blistered and contrived
The lies in her eyes, the silence on her tongue
The war we did not fight but could have won.



© Adrianna Delgado

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