Reflection

[CHINO]

again something I posted a while back on another site...

awaken to the feeling of tears falling upon my face
opening my eyes only to see a sight of pure horror
a child lays lifeless in the arms of his mother
I feel his cold blue flesh rub against mine
and it sends a chill through my body I'll never forget
still shocked and confused I ask " what happened? "
his mother replies only with one simple word " you "

but what could I have done to cause the death of a child?
a child who I dont even know, I could never slaughter innocence...
I black out still shocked and clueless as to how I am the responsible
and when I wake up again, they're gone without a trace
no blood on the floor from the child who had died
no footsteps left by the mother who carried his corpse

I sit confused again wondering if it really happened
where was the mother whose child I was responsible for killin...
days go by and I am still troubled with the images stuck in my head
the image of a lifeless body of a child being held by his mother
am I going crazy or did this all really happen and I blacked it out?

the memories return slowly through the following weeks
I am shocked to find that the memories aren't mine, but that of the dead child
I see his whole life before my eyes as if I was living through him
his days in elementary where he was an honor roll student...
then more memories come in faster I am surprised by what I see
images of his teenage years, but how could this be?
the corpse the mother held could have only been around seven years old
the memories begin to come clear I can see faces now and I recognize names...
I'm running through the house to his bedroom...hold on, a mirror!...

I back up and take a look in the mirror to see if I recognize the child
only to find out that it's me...but how can I be the child if I saw his corpse?
I saw his mother who carried him into my bedroom with tears in her eyes because he had died
I start to think back into my childhood and realize that it is me
the path that I was following lead me to nowhere but a dead end...
again I black out...
but when I awake this time everything is hazy..I feel light as a feather
and as everything starts to clear again I see myself lying dead in the street
my body lying cold and blue like that of the child who I had seen
my mother sitting over my body crying out and asking god why...

[Borat]

Im suprised nobody has left feed on this... even though i predicted the ending this was a very nice poem, it reminds me of the one im working on... i really don't have any favorite part... i enjoyed the poem as a whole... but keep up the good work 8/10 i really enjoyed this piece