Monday, December 27, 2004

A Poem
Here's a poem I wrote today:
Origami Cranes

my nerves are tormented
by the slits gone through my skin.
how the blood drips
from my hands.
my origami cranes
are cutting me into a million pieces.

the colors
are not numbered.
all the beauty of the rainbow
is reflected in
my origami cranes,
reminding me how
beautiful life really is
beyond the pain.

the blunted edges
show how worn
my origami cranes
have become.
the torn up paper shows
how the stares of others
has faded all the colors.

but what no one knows
is i drew a heart
with my red marker inside
my origami cranes.
i looked inside to see
it broken.
broken.

i throw them out my window
to see them fly away,
my origami cranes
how they fade away into the distance.
they fall
down beneath my window.
they fall
down below.

their wings are broken
in the rain
that's falling from the sky.
my origami cranes
they seem to die
right before my eyes.
my origami cranes...
my origami cranes...
my origami cranes
are gone...

The End

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