Making It Physical

• Meg Parsons, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2007

Black days
Foreboding thoughts
Depression
Devistation
Death
The darkness of the night
Clouds blocking out the stars
Diamonds scattered across blck velvet
Smoky haze
Day after day
Black bracelet enclosing my wrist,
My life
Worn for all eternity
Keeps blood flowing
Silver streak of agony
Crimson rivers
Surge,
Surge over
Once more.
Blck lace
Leather
Streched tight
Wrapped around alabaster skin
Parading
Leaping
Off into the night
Last lullabys are sung
Heavy rifts,
Pulsating disjointed memories
Hurt,
Pain,
Suffering
Brought to life
Haunted
Black fingernails,
Deep into flesh
Desert
Me now
I don't trust myself to hold on...
Believe
Bruises,
Black,
Blue
Protect secrets
Angry,
Ominious,
Sullen
Seeping through pores
Tears fall
Droplets of the soul
Hollow inside
Blackness washes over
Enveloping...
Me