Crawling Out

Trying to escape
clawing my way to the top
but I haven't made it out quite yet
I'm gasping for air
and the sound resonates;
this is a requiem for a dream
I've learned the language of my faith
and the wisdom behind my fears
I conjured up some strength
to wash your words without my tears
Insignificant I was not
for my beauty burned your heart
even the blacks of your eyes tasted me
but I need to stop fascinating
pre-meditating my mind to actions
that lie in implicit gazes
I'm driven by an alter ego
and I'm stunned
I need some introspection
not instant gratification by the thought of you
I am sheltered by this need
though invested in a raging determination
to lose all connections to you
to crawl out of this hole
that you dug deep with me
for I alone
will shine through my cracks
without sacrificing one more breath
my skin will not wrinkle, ripple through time
I will close the distance in my space
and rise above
those buried sounds
of a tortured soul
left in the ground.


-M. Peña