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[aid] => mick
[title] => Standing in the Ashes
[time] => 2007-01-17 02:03:24
[hometext] => This poem started off in such despair, and took me by surprise by ending with such hope.
[bodytext] => Standing over the Ashes Standing over the ashes of what I’ve burned to the ground Once again I’ve burned it to a crisp and she will never come around I tried with all my furious might to still this dark fire I tried to slay my old demons but was consumed by my desire You conquered my fragile, tender, bleeding heart And have casually handed me what was left; all broken apart I desperately hoped and believed I could make you care But you’ve abandoned me here alone, when I most need you near I prayed desperately to the gods to shower their mercy on me But they tempted, and took, and laughed with such glee The fire is burning me now, blood spills from my eyes Blinding me from my truth; all I can see is your lies My scarred hand reaches desperately for your tender grasp You see only joy though in my fire, my face burns off revealing my mask I watch you carefully as a slight smile cross your face I am naked now in front of you, and you love this bitter taste Now you will leave, you make sure to walk away slow A light blinds my sunken eyes and I can’t see where you go I know I won’t see you again; my heart falls to the floor What’s left of it dies for I will see you no more My love and my mind have consumed my poor soul And you’ve left me falling into a dark hole As I fall to the ground, laughter escapes my lips I know I will bleed no more; your love is my eclipse The laughter fades away and I’m content to lay here and dream My eyes close while they can; tears flow through them like a stream The Dreams are all I have left, my love is now lost I was foolish enough to believe in you, and this is the cost Your smell lingers in my nose; it’s what I’ll most miss The Dream ends as I hold you; it won’t let me feel your kiss I decide I will lie here forever; I will leave my heart shut A light suddenly shines on me; a soft hand pulls me up This is spot where she left me, where I was meant to die A tear splashes my face; its warmth gives me life The mysterious being lingers, I can’t see who is there A smile remembers my face, I breathe in its sweet air The soft hand gives me an apple; its smell so familiar to me The hand lingers on my face; grazing my cheek softly I try to take the hand of my face; I remember this tease The hand refuses to let go; I feel a gentle breeze I try hard to find words, I can’t think of what to say The breeze turns into a storm, and the hand is whisked away Standing over the ashes of my burning, foolish love My eyes gaze up through the hole wondering what waits above [comments] => 1 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Trauma [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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