The Cry Part 2 (2008)
The Cry (Part 2) (2008)
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Category: Writing and Poetry
The Cry (Part 2)
I look at myself, and I see a blank face.
A lost soul, that has been misplaced.
At this hour in hand, The moonlight is bright.
Making it clear to see, the graves in sight.
With a pick in my hand, and a empty grave at me feet.
Waiting for this moment, to be complete.
I look to the left, and I look to the right.
Dead trees and leaves on the ground, scattered all over in the night.
Its about to begin, as the sun starts to rise.
The world is about to see, the biggest surprise.
Cause when the sun hit’s the ground, on this very day.
All that I have stood for, will fade away.
I will rest here in this grave, as alone as I am.
Waiting for the moment, to be set free again.
The break is almost here, it gets brighter as I stand.
Looking up in the sky, I drop everything in my hand.
The sun hits my face, and makes its way to my feet.
As I fall to my grave, about 10 feet deep.
My face hit’s the ground, as I lay face first.
All the energy I have inside of me, is about to burst.
I fall asleep, in my own dirt.
Just thinking and thinking, about all my hurt!
Jake Alexander Cruse
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