Manon
poem by:
Suzie Lemons
Written
on Dec 23, 2016
My biggest fear is that I become you. I feel your presence amongst my shadow. You’re right behind me. I taste poison in my mouth. You’re an addict. Fear is creeping in. I cannot sleep. You no longer belong with us, but with the pack of wolves that linger about when the full moon is out. I am your prisoner, for better, and for worse. Your howls have stained hope, you are not my guardian angel. They say our bodies are made up of 80% water, yet you have forgotten what water is. Your favourite is red, remember? I miss you, but I hate you too. Stay away, but only minimal distance. Walk with life, not with a bottle. I beg you.
Tags: sad, deep, encouraging, pain, dark,
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Michael Wise commented:
Very dark, and creates vivid imagery in the mind.
Christopher Russon
commented:
Interesting poem.thought provoking.
Cecilia Crasto
commented:
We have to remain true to ourselves and never follow where others lead...well written poem.
