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Black Bird |
| Written by August Blackwood | |
| Friday, 27 June 2008 | |
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The fear of failure Yet shiver with sorrow In the sight of success. The bird flew Past my sight into darkness Only to Return with more pain for all. Pretended To be loved, but only Deliberately. You told me to stay dead, To stay dead, 'Till you left my side. You would only Love me If I twisted these black wings Upside down. You would only Love me If I remained your puppet, Your robot, your toy. I am your reputation, your pride, Your hope, From the time I fell from Your womb, 'Till the time I'll peer in Your tomb. You told me to stay dead, To stay dead, 'Till you left my side. I died after birth And you lived. Now I rise, Now you bleed. You feel me in your womb Once again, Tearing out your soul, your pride, Your hope. My wings spread And I fly. While your tears melt And you die. I am sorry, Dear Mother, I am not dead. Please live Please leave Please find yourself. You told me to stay dead, To stay dead, 'Till you left my side. You kept me safe In a cage of Bars You tried to heal Me when I cracked open my skull But you withdrew, Fearing you would release me. You told me to stay dead, To stay dead, 'Till you left my side. I won't stay dead. I won't live for you.
I live for myself. And so should you.
Copyright 2008 August Blackwood |
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