Lost

So close, yet far away.

Miles of pain.

A world so plain.

Starting to go insane.

So much hope, yet in vain.

Going around the foolish circle again.

Always remember what was then.

Can’t seem to domain.

Need to detain.

Our closed partnership,

Now an open chain.

 

-M.A. Fernández

© 2015 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved

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Day 6 – No Mans Land

Day 6

Write a poem of any length incorporating every word from your latest Facebook status.

You are a brick tied to me that’s dragging me down. Strike a match and I’ll burn you to the ground. The war is won. Before it’s begun. Release the doves.Surrender love. (Wave the white flag!)- Fall Out Boy

**My last Facebook posts have been poems from this blog, so I picked the first status that was not a poem.**

White-Flag1.jpg Image: http://www.catholiclane.com/the-high-cost-of-capitulation/white-flag1/

I’ll wave the flag, I’m calling a truce.

Don’t keep dragging me to the ground, it’s white, boy, it’s white, this means truce.

Always bringing me down, tied yourself to my soul, won’t let me go.

Three strikes and we’re out, there’s nowhere to go now.

No one won. Boy, I want to see the doves, please release my love.

There’s no hope we’re burning down, you set the fire can’t be sorry now.

Surrender, the war is already lost, there is no more cause.

You are just a brick that’s holding me back, making crack.

This isn’t like before the end has long begun,

don’t make me grab the gun, this no longer is any fun.

Just let it fall, you’ll be glad you do; I know you want to surrender too.

-M.A. Fernández

© 2015 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved