frances tallboy


When your heart is breaking and I need to find my soul
Only in my dark refuge can I maybe fill this hole
My heart is breaking to the point where it doth feel the pain
Feeling all this loneliness is like blood lost from the vein

Wish I was as hard as wood so the does not feel so bad
Then I know perhaps maybe I would feel so glad
This is not the case now like a butterfly with out its fragile wings
Only in gods glory would my heart still sing

My body is so weak from fighting all the time
Can you not hear my heartbeat beating like a chime
When the chiming stops and their is silence their within
Knowing that ones life is hanging by a string

Fragile petals on a flower fighting for its life
As the cold wind blows and cuts into it like a knife
Birds are flying south now for the heat of the sun
Not like the hunted wild fowl fleeing from the gun

Never mind this banter of me letting off my steam
Maybe If I think of life let it float by like the flowing of a stream
Then this hurt would flow away to another age
Like turning of a life story and writing another page

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 23, 2009

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