The ink sends jolts of wonder
up my spine, then back down under
the life it brings to my eyes
gives me the truth behind the lies
I write, I write, of the power
ignite, ignite, devour
it sings in my veins,
my fingers it maims
who could be up at this hour?
But I know,
the legends end as cold as snow
I open the door with a fiery glare
until I realize who's standing there
I gasp, I cry, I fall to my knees
I beg for forgiveness, I plea for ease
This burden is heavy,
please take it away
I'll never be ready
For the moment you say
"Once upon a rhyme,
you believed my lies,
you gave up
all you had,
and now I call you mine.
Once upon a rhyme,
I looked into your eyes,
I promised you
I'd tell the truth,
but you didn't see the signs!"
-GS
YOU ARE READING
Once Upon a Rhyme
PoetryThis is not a poem, it's a cry for help This is not a poem if it can't be felt This is not a poem for you to tell This is my poem. This is my hell. This will be the end of me This is the sway of the willow tree This was the way that you looked at me...
