Pulse Poem by Millie Fraser

Pulse



You're dead, and the realisation simply passed you by.
Those stars have left your eyes and in their absence have left a glassy surface,
All those tears you collected and kept hidden away
Now seep burning through your veins and disturb your souls purpose.
Grab me and shake me,
Make me feel what you feel.
You won't fight and you're killing me,
If you were me what would you say to the dead woman with cloudy eyes.
I will pound your fallen heart until I hear it's sickly thud,
I will drag you back,
If only for you to see what i've become,
If only to stand bare and watch as you make lists of the things I lack.
When you once again stand with blood beneath your skin,
And with chapped lips speak what you need to say,
When that water falls at last from your eyes,
Then, then I shall walk away.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dan Mcgonagle aka Celticpoet 27 February 2012

only one word can be used to describe my admiration for this poem... Outstanding!

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