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Lifeblood

by Erin M. Truesdale

Giveaway ends March 31, 2014.

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A Million Eyes (A Poem)

A million eyes

Stare down

Dim and sharp;

Only I notice

And point up,

Bewildered.

“Behold! Look up!”

The Crowd

It stirs

Necks bent

Heads down.

My shouts go

Unnoticed

Even when the

Eyes grow hands,

Grow claws.

Eyes narrow,

Eyes glow

And burn my skin.

Shadow my face;

The eyes endless

A million

Focused on me

But only I

Can see.

They label

Me crazy

And tell me

To ignore

The eyes that

Judge

The eyes that

Ridicule

The eyes that

belittle

My every move

Until I am

Paralyzed

And defeated.

And they call

Me crazy

And continue

Onwards

Blocking out

A million eyes.

Copyright 2014 by Erin M. Truesdale

My Mark (A Poem)

Disclaimer: This is the first bit of writing I've done in over a month. Read at your own risk.

The end is always on my mind.

The plan is to leave a footprint,

A mark in earth, a sign of existence.

Dreams were an illusion

But I made a mark before I departed.

There is no other purpose for me

But to leave my mark

To try to make a difference in my

Twisted, passive, tentative way

The only thing I can do.

I was meant for so much more

But life has many paths

and I chose the wrong one.

I should have left a breadcrumb trail

So I could backtrack to my true purpose.

But here I am, in the damp, cold dark

Alone with myself and my thoughts

and the tangle of incomprehensible vines

Between my ears, full of good intentions

But capable of nothing.

A disease eats away at my brain,

my only real God given asset.

Overwhelming numbers of ideas,

Thoughts, and memories flood my eyes

And deprive my life of meaning.

Feeling hopeless and stuck

I lift my head up, try to make

the most of it by creating a few words

That will live forever in my memory

To leave my unique mark.

Copyright © 2014 by Erin M. Truesdale