See.


See.

Creeping sun invades

Staining the edges

Of darkness

 

Unhinged from time

In the silent void

Of space

 

Do you see?

What they want you

To see

 

Scars leftover

From the battles

Of life

 

Fallen from grace

Fearless in the face

Of death

 

Do you see?

What this journey has done

To me

 

Below the surface

Faceless faces scream

Of nothing

 

Do you see?

What you mean

To me

 

Eventually it comes down

To this moment

Of truth

 

Do you see?

This is a part

Of me

 

Blood stained fingers

Clutch to the edge

Of sanity

 

Do you see?

Those secret places inside

Of me

 

This has always been

A life or death game

Of chance

 

Do you see?

1/31/2013 5:27 AM

About Ivy Marie

A virgin voice for the antagonist in us all. Ivy is a bold and emotionally powerful tour de' force. As author, poet, artist, street philosopher, and social satirist she delivers messages of hope, angst, love, and rebellion against the forces of mediocrity. Touching on everything from relationships, life adventures, and wisdom painfully gained, she will break your heart, before rending it from your chest and elevating your personal and world outlook.

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