Day One Hundred Eighteen: 04/28/2009

 04/08/2009

I give you

The best in me

Hoping you'll

Invest in

The rest of me

I want to 

Digest the recipe

I want to 

Stand on the praecipe

And nothing

Is a test with me

Yet somehow

I feel like

I've been playing

A game

Am I being 
Measured

And evaluated

And tested

And prodded

The Origin of Pain

Rain, rain

Come again

Obscure the glare

Of the ancient sun

Cleanse

The Earth

My body

As one

I ask not

For yesterday

Though answers

Lurk like stalkers

In those dark shadows

Of my unexamined past

I ask not

For tomorrow

As they already

Come too fast

Too fast

But today

I cry out

In exquisite pain

As my battered heart

Works to open again

I stand

In judgment

Before no one

Except myself

Yet 

Anyone else

Would surely

Be easier on me

Well

Anyone

Except him

Who only

Ever

Sees lies

Because his brain

Twists truth

And beauty

With his poison mind

Into an amalgamation

Which can only

Be left

Behind

Rain, rain

Come again

Obscure the glare

Of the ancient sun

Purify

The Earth

My body

As one