And You Always Asked Me………why? Poem by Nick Kler

And You Always Asked Me………why?



And you always asked me…………why?
Imagine a worst toothache in the world
Now imagine it in your every bone
That is the pain my soul goes through
Every moment of everyday

Ever since I've gained consciousness
I've been trying to numb this pain
There is none that I can blame
It's always those that are my own

Ever since I was a child
Well into the holy bonds
of a marital life
With a baton of eternal love
One by one,
Being stumped to the ground
Piercing holes into my skin
Blaming me for everything
That went wrong in their life

This treasure of soars and scars
Can be see upon my skin from far
Some were gifted to me by this world
And some I inflicted on my own
Just so that I could feel again

I'm nothing more than a living ghost
Hardly ever acknowledged
by the one's I love the most
Without a voice or an identity
Neither a home nor a country
Truly a homeless to the core

And you always ask me…………….. why?

nick kler

Friday, July 27, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood ,consciousness,life
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