Life - Poem by Marisa Cherise
Life is a mystery, in it's own form,
A churning battle against time, with every breath and every step,
I lay awake and dream, a sleepless night returns.
Terror seeping through, horror rushing in my veins,
Heart beats, head heats, I cringe at my own thoughts and weap.
Lifeless hands clutch my legs to my chest,
Hysterics begin, while shaking within,
Never stopping and continuously frightening, all alone.
Cold and dark, numbness surges through my body,
Oblivious to my desire, writhing with control,
Rendering my every move, while ending in a haze.
Drink away your pain and stress, with a chilled liquid at your side,
A nightly routine emerges, without a thing to hide,
Wincing at your fading problems, now unheard and unspoken,
As you drift off to Summerland immersing in a daze.
A few more sips ends your escape, completely drawn and sane,
Averting you from reality, while lingering to peace,
Teetering on the edge of obsession, gaining a slight increase.
Leaving me unrelinquished in shoulder shaking sobs,
Curled and broken, with nothing left to bare,
I sit and cry, a lonely night, tedious with despair.
Condescending and surreal, the sweet thought that I feel,
Heaven, everlasting life, without the battle without the fight.
Hold me together for one more day,
You are my savior in all that I see,
You are the reason that I can still be.
Becuse of you I refrain from this thought,
I deject the feeling, and resist the urge,
Endure the pain, and redeem all hope.
With you by my side I'm all I can be,
Evasive and transfixed, I'm complete and free.
Not knowing who I am, or who I will be,
Along for the ride, while grieving inside,
Masking my face, determined to hide.
Life remains a mystery, in it's own form,
Still to be discovered, and hemmed at the seems,
With every breath, and every step,
I lay awake and dream,
A sleepless nght returns.
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