Friday, May 29, 2009

Silhouette


Bleed for me, oh paper
for one that is doomed.
I have pillaged your pages
with these words untrue.

Blow for me wind,
cry out my foolishness.
I have confided my thoughts
and sworn you to silence

Blind me, oh darkness
for she cannot see.
I am her compassionate ear,
it's all I ever could be.

Burn me, oh candle
for I am a fool.
For the one I cannot love-
with my heart and soul.
3:15 PM
the warden