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Tuesday, April 3, 2012

For Me (NaPoWriMo #1)

Today I write for me
Therapy though ineffective it may be
I spill forth all my anguish, misery and woe
As gouts of blue/black blood
Spilled forth as the result of so much battle
Fighting to be stronger
Fighting to be a man
Do I want you or
Should I want myself
With only a sword as my weapon
I hear you cry at night
A prisoner
The scream is torn from me
I fought for blood
Don't leave me alone in the dark!

Larger than life
A warrior of the ages
A poet wielding a pen as others weild a sword
Trading art for war, and pen for sword
Tragic mistake
Stand thee now alone
Amidst smoke, fire, blood and bane
From the corner of thine eye
Now will you see
The boy abandoned
Who grew to manhood in the flickering light of fictitious heroes
Poet, warrior . . . boy
Save him
Save yourself
And reclaim the love of


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