As If Just Me!

my soul,

as black as
the night sky....

starving for starlight,
or the hint of a moon.

my teeth,
razors on the path,
devouring the flesh

of my dreams.

my feet,
the soldiers of destiny;
life wrapped in life...

wearing the bruises,
the welts and the pus,
like ribbons given

for the price of my being!

my spirit,
the light of the dawn,
of determination and forgiveness...

forgiving myself, and all others
as if just me!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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