Sunday, June 26, 2016

Ruination

Will you be my ruin or
Will you be my salvation
Are you my hope or my starvation
Are you my strength or my weakness

Are you going to let me burn or extinguish the flames
Of my burning heart or will it become your train wreck
Is this all you have or I am left out in the rain
Are you real or all wound up in my head

When our worlds collide, who will survive
Who will pick up the pieces
Who will put our hearts back together again
Will we be just surviving the ravages of this affliction

I lay down on the cold ground
Waiting for my heartbeat to begin
I listen to universe spin
Hoping you will walk in

In the new light of day
I see my salvation come from the mist
My thirst is quenched as the rain fills my cup
I am stronger than before, I rise up


© LAL
6/24/16














2 comments:

  1. Oh no...this is a Bobbie Gentry poem. We never found out what Billy Joe threw off the bridge.
    "I see my salvation come from the mist
    My thirst is quenched as the rain fills my cup
    I am stronger than before, I rise up."
    What is the salvation that quenched your thirst? Please don't make us wait 20 years to find out...darn I'd be 80 then. Love your poem, love how your mind works words.

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  2. Thank you. My mind is a tricky place but thank you.
    Don't wait 20 years because you can make of it as you wish. Salvation is what saves you.

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