Words, illustrations, and thoughts from urban youth.
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Two Months, Too Far Gone By: Mary Lotesto
Two Months, Too Far Gone
Mary Lotesto
Scream, make the stars
Shake.
Carry it until your back
Breaks.
So many days just isn’t enough
Though it’s over you want it to stop.
The pain, the pain
What I see
Is what I believe.
Like a voodoo doll, baby
When I hurt you do too.
Two months, too far gone
It’s not your fault.
These bleeding wounds won’t get infected,
They’re filled with conceited salt.
Too tired to ever wake,
Too bad all of their futures are at stake
What this sickness
Other than a silent suicide?
Not seeing the worth in the fight
Or when sleep just isn’t enough at night?
Fight. Make the prison bars
Shake.
Too hard to breathe,
Still enough to take.
They’ll break down
So step up
Have to back down,
Their bark is too much.
Two months, too far gone
It’s not your fault.
Will this battle be won?
More hopeless than hope all the odds
Are small.
Scream, now the stars wont
Shake.
Now it’s so heavy, it’s too much to take
Please don’t cry, it’s not your fault
The water fills my lungs by mental assault.
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