James Darwin Smith II

Gold Star - 6,304 Points (10/6/74 / San Diego, CA)

Gravely Miss Taken - Poem by James Darwin Smith II

I left a thorn on your tombstone
The one you had around my heart
Toxic of it's serpentine disease
Into dreaded thoughts accustomed to the grave

Low and behold an epitaph appears written in blood
Reads "Only grave robbers may enter"
So many guilty pleasures in line
But they deem themselves powerful when they leave
As your energy famishes itself with each disease

The night grows colder
Desolation drowns out unconditional love
Judged by six feet under notions
Unbalanced pride, Fictionally bedazzled
As the dead look on with disgust,
Clueless to the fact,
That they themselves are truly the ones not living

But what can I do?
No, I shall not play their game
Predators that own your once lively existence
Making you the prey amongst your very own prayers

Society, No longer will you take me as a fool
I am someone who stands tall and knows what love truly is

Sorry, I am not to your "expectations"
So long, Former beauty
Walk dead with pride
I want to live, Live again

Trust is such a sacred thing

If you think of me ugly
That is ok because your interpretation of beauty,
Is a vile insidiously disgusting thing. Goodbye

I ripped this very thorn, free from my heart
Yet, Even now each of it's beats still stings

Heartbreak, It's such a haunting thing

True beauty, Fly me above and beyond the graveyard
Cleanse me towards the stars that shall someday take me away

Am I from this world anyways?

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Written on 9/1/12

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 2, 2012

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