For years I have been trapped, impaled upon chains
The sky's exposed above me, it hurts each time it rains
Because when it pours, fire fills the sky
It burnes away muscle, but still I do not die
I can't get away, I'm locked in this hell
I look to the heaven, from which bid farewell
I curse it each night, for condeming me
All I ever wanted, was to set my soul free
A voice called my name, I heard it behind
It sounded familiar, but to whom I am blind
He stepped from the shadows, eyes still glowing red
He took off his cloak, and watched as I bled
He looked like a jester, embodied with power
It was my guide, from my final hour
In the sky above, before my decline
He tore me from the chains, and said I will be fine
Now back to my feet, for the first time in years
I wanted to know why, after all my tears
He knew I was here, but waited until now
This is my question, he'll answer somehow
He said that he could help, me escape from here
But to do it soon, I must face my fear
And battle my captor, to fight for freedom
He said I needed courage, I wish that I had some
I told him I can't fight, my skin is burned away
What tissue is left, doesn't want to stay
Most my muscle's gone, perhaps this is my fate
The jester clawed my lung, I watched it lacerate
The air that escaped, glew a bright blue
It healed as it rose, how can this be true?
It seems the breath of life, heals while down here
My guide wished me luck, then I saw him disappear
------- Author's Notes -------
This is the follow up to Abscond. The story continues next poem.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Leah06 (126.96.36.199) -- Tuesday, April 15 2003, 11:23 pm|
WOW seizure, this was awsome. I loved it. This certainly makes up for the last weeks when you havent submitted anything. I loved it!
|LinzAy (188.8.131.52) -- Wednesday, April 16 2003, 12:25 am|
Yay!! And we're back in 5....4....3....2....1....
This is awesome Seiz! Can't wait for the next one!!
|ryan (184.108.40.206) -- Wednesday, April 16 2003, 01:48 am|
awsome man awsome ur a straight man lol :-D
|Seizure (220.127.116.11) -- Wednesday, April 16 2003, 01:59 am|
Glad you enjoyed it. I'm almost done with the next 2. Don't know when I'll submit them though.
And I'm assuming Ryan was using "Straight" with the intent of it being synonomous with "cool," "great," "awesome," etc. That's the context I saw it in...
Thanks again everyone...
|Martin Vann (18.104.22.168) -- Wednesday, April 16 2003, 07:28 pm|
This unknown savior, has always been in you, yet you are sometimes weak, and mortal flesh for comfort, do you seek, such a fool, un-becoming of you. Are you becoming human to? The blue, is the sky, as high as you can fly, but take your pen and write, for from its trail of words, you, I and the rest of us, will find what we seek, truth.
My compliments to you,
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