Camelot

Camelot

Monday, September 26, 2011

Open Chasm

(A poem I wrote back on November 2, 2005)

With a heavy heart
I look upon the instrument
That shreds to pieces
The well placed armor
I have surrounded myself
The arrows that randomly
Fly out of the open chasm
Spears my soul
Leaving a gaping hole
That bleeds internally.