These Thoughts
© jhene erwin 2003 all rights reserved
I’m tryin’ to make sense
of why it’s to you I’m drawn.
What in my experience
makes me fall.
Disfunction causes ecstasy.
It’s always the undoing of me.
In I go despite all I know.
Desire clouds all I see.
You shouldn’t be here
watching these thoughts turn to dread.
You are the tear
I can’t seem to shed.
Mama told me children are hope
the day she ended he life with a rope.
I wondered when daddy cut her down
what this made me now she wasn’t around.
What dirty little secret
did she need to choke
to keep from screaming out.
Kill the fire to snuff the smoke.
You shouldn’t be here
watching these thoughts turn to dread.
You are the tear
I can’t seem to shed.
A freeze slams my bones.
Goose bumps cover my flesh.
A biting breath rides my back
and brushes against my neck.
If I get too close
my world shuts down to black.
Curiosity is a killer.
My courage has gone slack.
You shouldn’t be here
watching these thoughts turn to dread.
You are the tear
I can’t seem to shed.
