A twisted poem from the depths of my mind about flesh and pain and finding a way free. |
-Flesh and Pain- by Keaton Foster Flesh and pain One and the same Skin and bones A castle turned Into a broken home All that remains Tedious shame Represented as doors Locked up tight There is no key Just a repeating dream Of what is beyond Out there in a place That will have no part of me Flesh and pain Hatred for myself And at times Everyone and everything else I must suffer as I do As God’s sees fit Part of my truth The liar in me Calls it all a lie Not so cleverly told Blatant and without regard I am part of a masterful plan Turned upon its head Ridiculous in every detail Vindictively violent And beautifully apparent The child in me cries As the man in me stands tall Resiliently defiant I speak Further I wish to scream Unknown father above Stranger well known Way beyond the clouds Way beyond the sun Give me a break A desperately needed better way A chance to breathe Allow me to escape This place and in turn My flesh and pain Will be lifted away Revealing the truth Of what is beneath And what is beyond All that I’ve ever known And all that I’ve ever been shown... Flesh and Pain Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012. |