Close your eyes...
Describe the first feeling that passes by
Transform your feeling in an image
And it will tell you all...
Now talk...
I can see my face
Through my hand filled with water
As i wipe the tear
I think i'm hopeless
Nothing makes sense.
My hand is dry
I turn it beacause i feel pain
It aches like someone just bit me.
I can still see the teeth
It got stuck under my skin.
I twist my thoughts with my dreams
It's never gonna end.
Wanting to be blind
So i can see more dark
So i can watch an other life
Wake up and see something new.
Sentences keep on going
No beginning,no end
But it started somewhere
At the beginning of a thought
Talking to my self
To make you hear it too....
As i read back
Water goes down my face
My hand is still paralysed
It aches...
06.01.99
Allie
copyright 1999 allie_124
Reason for writing:
This poem was inspired by a conversation i had with a friend,she was saying that the ones who write poems have the gift and that you need to have it to write.I didn't agree and said it was given to everbody,you just have to find it in yourself.And i told her the first paragraph of my poem,then i started to say these things who where coming from nowhere,it could be a dream,something you saw or just a cut on your hand...
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