Wednesday 29 October 2014

Cheron L'Estrange ~ Two Poems

Nothing


The sky is blank
and I just don’t know
I won’t even try
to get up

and so I lay there
on the ground, defeated
I do nothing
I become nothing

I watch everything roll away from me
I die as nothing
Because I was too afraid to live


© Cheron L’Estrange


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Hands



Hands

and faces
Half lost memories
Meaningless traces
of a different life
A less beautiful lie
Left behind

Half familiar voices
and those known too well
calling back to life
dark and empty choices
A bitter, lonely hell

© Cheron L’Estrange


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GRADE 9
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