One More For The Road Poem by Lauren Miller

Brave and proud
Walking the streets
If only I could seem so confident
With death in the shadows stalking me
If i could only cease to be so shallow and decieving
Every tangible word dripping with meaning
Sparks in my throat
A simple coat of diamonds across my brittle skin
Blindly shining all my sins
If only I could redeem every place I've ever been
With a meaning, it would seem so elequent
If my excuses we're real things and not just beginnings
An open dorrway for the deepest dread
Only a small thread keeps you to my skin
Six degrees of seperation
Between of every living being
A mild occasion with no excellence
If only I could distribute the beauty
In the things I see, to the wrold
Every pain has some sort of meaning
Silver line around my body
If only it could arrouse you instead of cloud you
With insecurities