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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
Keyword: Black Bird
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Comments (5)
Posted by fioheart
2008-06-27 07:51:49
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it's nice...
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Posted by resistanceisfreedom
2008-06-27 09:08:03
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another very powerful piece. what i took from it was a mother pushing her daughter down, not letting her have her own freedom. well written!
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Posted by Pilgrim
2008-06-28 22:23:00
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I guess many people are held back by those who say they love them; personally that has happened on more than one occasion. Turning wings upside down? I want to interpret that as a bird that is not able to fly naturally. That would make sense when forced to do something someone doesn't want to do. Good poem.
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Posted by Kasi elaborated
2008-07-15 21:43:03
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Woah, what a deep poem. You did a great job in describing personal anguish and the masking of it. The structure of the poem added to the falling reference. Well done!
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Posted by chaabuk
2008-08-09 13:08:24
Courage

This starts on a sad and pathetic note of being under someone's shadow and undergoing an identity crisis. But what I like is the ending where you say enough is enough. Superb.
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