Autumn Renee

Rookie (2 Aug.1995- / Charleston, SC)

It Will Come - Poem by Autumn Renee

My heart is as empty and desolate as the sea,
Forced to love the unloved and loathe those deeply loved.
Beauty hides under sand, behind tossing waves and thunder.
Reality has become the images and nightmares of the mind.
Darkness clouds my judgment as a monsoon darkens the shores of hell,
And my emptiness consumes me, just as a dust storm of past prairies.

Unheard and unseen, I walk alongside you like a demon.
You are ignorant to my presence-blind to my potential of destruction
I've hollered and you turned your head, but it will come with me.
Consumed with emptiness my violent passion grows stronger.
I will make you listen. It will come.

I am underestimated; as I ravel in agony, I will unravel your fantasies,
Utopias collapse to dystopias and the anger within me turns to wrath.
Your clothes and face, stained like wine. Let me remind you.
You did not listen-did not heed my warning.
As I have said and as it has become and will be,

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 15, 2013

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