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Prick My Fingers on a Rose's Thorns

What I want is what I need,
To hurt so much that it continues to bleed.
If my heart could run, it would never stop,
To reach the goal of what I want.
And if the strongest man were to read my mind,
He would break down in tears at what he would find.
For I am sorrow.
I am pain.
I am longing that I can’t explain.
I am weak power that can take me to my gain.
I am the trust that has no name.

If only talent could find a way,
To my house of cards, my only game.
And touch my mind with its shinning call,
To help me out; not let the cards fall.
But if they are doomed to collide and tumble,
Let my grief take over; let me stumble.
For I am sorrow.
I am pain.
I am longing that I can’t explain.
I am weak power that can take me to my gain.
I am the trust that has no name.
I am the one that calls for help.
I am ice that can not melt.
I am one that must never be fake.
I am only to give; I can not take.

With my hope there comes fierce doubt;
That I can not climb what I need to mount.
And it causes my trust to lie,
And for my hope to perish, to disappear, to die.
But still, there are those that see more,
Than what I give myself credit for.
But I can not do this.
For I am still sorrow.
I am still pain.
I am only weak power that can take me to my gain.
I am still the trust that has no name.
Though, I am one that calls for help.
And I am still the ice that can not melt.
I am the one that must never be fake.
I am only to give; I can not take.

My frailties are still; I must not let them move.
For I want to conquer, not to lose.
And I will prick my fingers on rose’s thorns.
As that is how my dream works; that is all I need not warn.
So readers, dear readers, listen to my words as this:
My life is one that I will not let be dismissed.

© copyrighted by the rightful owner, Kujin-jump. All rights reserved. Any links to other events, people, or pieces is completely coincidental and is in no way connected to this piece. May 22nd, 2009.
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