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Final Tear
By David Stanley Bell

 

I cannot raise my eyes
I cannot feel my heart
just a spiraling emptiness
my soul slips
down the jagged cliff sides of my suffering
not another mile
not another inch
tonight it ends
days of dreams in darkness
the drone of stunning silence
in the echo of my own thoughts and accusations
the searing pain splits my skull
lost
alone
ashamed
afraid
WHY could you not LOVE ME?
why was there nothing you could love?
you lied! you stole! you bled me dry!
all I have left to give the arid earth
beneath my feet
is my final tear
this fragile cord that keeps me here
I should hang by it as I breathe my last
FORGIVE ME!
please, forgive me!
I don't have a clue what I'm doing

Copyright © David S. Bell 2008.  All rights reserved


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