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The Man Asked For

This is first of two poems I’ve been working on over the last couple of days.  Be sure to read the second here
 

I’m banging on the glass to catch your eye.
Or am I just curled up on the floor?
I beg for you to hear me cry.
Or am I just talking to the door?
Raging within, a storm and a fire,
Somehow a secret hidden by the liar.

Sick of who I’ve been before,
Why can’t I be the man asked for?
A man without fear,
A lover with heart so clear.
Of me, all I plead
Is to open my book for all to read.
How do I get my heart tattooed to my sleeve?

A million words inside do swarm
To come out their only form
Is a disguising drip, a uniform.
Can someone less alone
Show me how my top might be blown
And the words flood out like a cyclone?

Moth in a Jar

Like a beast trapped and caged
I claw at the walls that I have built,
Defeated in this war I’ve waged,
Forever cursed to die and wilt.

Like a moth in a jar set by a light,
I can see what I want, but with all my might
I can never seem to win this fight.
The glass between I cannot break
For all I wish to take.

It’s right in front of me, all I long to save,
Instead I’ve just cuffed myself to the grave.
My struggle may forever last,
Smothered by the darkness I have cast.
Fear and doubt of the mask I play
Afraid of what I want to say.

Occupied, my heart waits for you to liberate.
Inside I’ve hidden my gold and jewels
That are yours if only you roll the stone away.
Break the ice of doubt and fear
And you my heart of warmth will seek to repay.
Through my fear I’ve surrendered tools,
Please take them up and extricate.

Take You Back

Somehow I keep finding myself writing poetry. Oh well, at least I’m not having to read it.

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If I could, I do pray,
I would take you back to yesterday
And show you I may
The girl that you did slay.
Instead I am harassed
Sitting here just killing the past.
I cannot take all that you took from me,
But I will take all that you see.

My love I so had,
In trust I was clad.
‘Twas victory your side held so firmly
Until you came and shattered me
Like your precious sanity.

With undefendable reason
You drew us both to treason,
Now we’re soldiers and we’re in season
So here is blood to sink your knees in.
Take my hand and do this dance,
Our ever changing stance.
The time is now
For you to bow

My love I so had,
In trust I was clad.
‘Twas victory your side held so firmly
Until you came and shattered me
Like your precious sanity.

By our side great beasts of fire
Fight and never tire
With flame and fury all do admire
Until the world smothers this great flier.
So with sword and claw
We tear this world and set our law.
By death alone may it be stopped
So step right up and take what’s not been dropped.

My love I so had.
In trust I was clad,
‘Twas victory your side held so firmly
Until you came and shattered me
Like your precious sanity.

Your life was forfeit
The moment you entered my life.
That blade you laid wherever it would fit
Granted me your world of strife,
The control you kept was merely feint.
A life you had so full and free
Until you came and shattered me
Like your precious sanity

 
 

Before I get the question: yes, this is from the point of view of a character. It is actually a sneak peek at the books I am working on.