Treasure Island

Amy Phillip

(November 27 1989)

Resurrection


I wanted to grow, to rise from the wreckage-
to go out on my own, to be loved again.
But no one was near, to watch as I managed-
to take that first step, to break out from the pain.

Fearing the next to come,
and that unknown behind the corner,
I broke the darkness, and the chains within...

And I moved on, to a place that farther,
to find nothing but rain,
nothing but mere torment.

Submitted: Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Edited: Monday, November 01, 2010

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