Thursday, May 14, 2009

I am poem

I am the feces
I wonder if I could suffocate or kill
I hear my own stomach growling for you
I see your body fighting against me
I want to help but I have no extremities
I am the feces

I pretend to be evil but deep, deep inside I am just satisfying my needs
I feel darkness that your are going trough
I touch that heart and it's cold and scared
I worry if he has a way to get put
I cry because I don't want to do this but I have to
I am the feces

I understand your frightened
I say to be happy but I'm sad too
I dream of not having this nightmare
I try to eat as fast as I can
I hope I did not hurt him
I am the feces

Thursday, April 30, 2009

"I am" Poem

I am the heart that can't breath inside of you
I wonder if anybody is going to save me
I hear a really short crying
I see again that red water coming towards me
I want to be able to breath
I am the heart that can't breath inside of you

I pretend to palpitate as normal but I can't
I feel that everything hurts and I can't move
I worry if I'm going to be able to do this
I cry because I don't want to die
I am the heart that can't breath inside of you

I understand the person that I'm inside of
I say to try my best
I dream of getting fix
I try to stay still but the cuts are hurting me really bad
I hope it doesn't take long
I am the heart that can't breath inside of you

Thursday, February 19, 2009