One poem a month (over due)

[Silvia Makkae]

Red

I see it boiling in my head

Leaving my vision crimson red

Hot irons pause eternal poking

Lungs are full, on soot I’m choking

Far from numb I’ll it all

Just close my eyes and feel the fall

Now I taste a little sulfer

All she was he did engulf her

I smell it now charred and ash

Every moment will not last

Hear them stalking they are lurking

All this talk it isn’t working

Under my bed I lay and hide

Who I am is all a lie

Unfurl my wings and sink below

Hell’s the only place to go

Piercing light it burns right through

My heaven used to be you

Now I’m left without my treasure

Every day it brings no pleasure

Take a bite then spit it out

This shadow casting every doubt

No chains can keep me from my mission

Even if no ears will listen

See my lips I will not speak

Too many tears rolled down my cheek

Buckle up and take a leap

Left bloody in broken heap

Stand and limp with my chin held up

Walk and wince but I won’t give up

Weeks pass I might wear a frown

Life sucks but can’t keep me down

Closet, I hopped right out

Ignored til I screamed and shout

Now hear and it’s all beware

Should have seen when I did declare

Won’t be the one who fled

Curtain call and it’s all red

[Gisela Claudine]

Well done, Silvia. It touches my heart.

Gisela

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