joshua wickstrom

I Am...

I am hate, I am lust,
I find myself beneath the dust,
dig me up, set me free,
give me air, so i can breathe.

the hour glass,
is draining slow,
the bags are packed,
begin the show,
I run to you,
in perfect bloom,
I bleed for you,
a reddish blue,

I am love, I am pain,
I'm the memory in your vain's,
cut me open, watch me bleed,
I am contagious, you are diseased.

the doors are closing,
I'm fading fast,
these four walls,
will not last,
I cry for you,
with my last breath,
I die for you,
a painless death,

I am happiness, I am greed,
I am everything you've received,
stay in shadow, wait and dream,
stab my heart, embrace my scream,

the brilliant lights
are growing dim,
the brilliant lights,
are growing dim,
I am free, from your sin,
I am free, from within,
I am free
I am free
I am free-

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 17, 2008

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  • Sunil Uniyal (8/18/2008 3:33:00 AM)

    Ya, ya... that great choreography of feelings. Good work.

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