a poet's tears

 
a sweet ambrosia flavored soul  
kissed the dawn  
& rose to the celestial  
 
where her tears  
were born of the sun  
 
as rays of hope  
they fell to the Earth  
becoming a bud of thought  
 
each petal with a delicate scribe  
told of her life story,  
she travailed greatly  
to carry the weight of guilt, pain, shame  
 
in the darkness she rested  
& learned the dark's name  
the guardians there  
taught her the poetry language  
 
they protect this art  
a toll is collected from one & all  
you're bid create with your blood or not at all  
 
so within addiction's torment  
the heartache of a battered woman  
& inside a psychosis howl  
 
i picked up the pen  
bled out my agony  
 
as demons kissed my lips  
& bid me,  
"speak for us"  
 
so i began to write  
expelling all the ache  
& pleasure  
 
while legion danced on the page  
he reached through the ether  
& my words came alive  
 
wrought from the pain  
a glorious creature of hurt  
 
 
 
 
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