In blood and bonePosted: December 6, 2011
Accused of a distant past,
Painful old memories flitted across the mind,
Memories long buried emerged out of their graves
Stabbed with their soiled daggers, pointed chest-wards
Their crystal blades,
Shattered inside the flesh, left splinters
Stuck inside the festering wounds.
Whispered conspiracy oozed, feelings
Of estrangement, loneliness long suppressed
Insecurities raised their rotting heads
Insides crumpled like burning dry leaf at the sound.
The world remains uncertain and the only certain thing was lost
Once upon a time and found again, I know I had the trust
I had the faith all along
I stand to be tested, over and over again.
If feelings had colors, if they could be scanned
Mine would be blood red from all the blows I’ve had
Yet in soft cool blue letters, our story would be told
And faith carved in blood along the ivory bones.