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By Anthony Cardon

Stop, stop pushing me Into the light. I do not belong here and I hate its sight. I felt comfort there, there In the dark. I can't breathe, I'm drowning, I can see the shark, Slowly approaching me with It's sharp ivory, White as snow, yet devilish, Quite an irony. my lungs fill with the bright light. This is not me, I scream with All my might. You think I'll be happy, surrounded In heavenly glory. It's too bright, it's too strong, I'm sorry, Bring me back!! I loved my old self more. I loved my tears, my weaknesses, my pain. I don't want to fight anymore. I don't need to gain. My sorrow, my grey, They're all that I have left. Don't take them away.

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December 29, 2007 16:39User

Wow...another poem I love and can relate so much! Thanks for all your comments! I really love your poems too... ^_^

June 12, 2008 02:09Anthony Cardon

Expressive Child-
your welcome. Thank you!