The Messenger

A Poem by Brandon Mathis

wrote it for world war vets and many more!!!!

A heartache that’s left on the table

A headache that just won’t go away

I want to be in your life

But every time I do I try to escape

And I remember all of the pain

I guess this is all helpless

It never made any sense

The future is never a present

So I put up my defenses

Things are a little tense

But I hope I got the message sent

I guess we are going with love and war

A message that is sent is scorned

The rose peddles drop to the floor

I feel ashamed with a branded heart

Dead flowers for the torn apart

But I still carry the burning messages

But I can’t run and I can’t hide

From all the lies

The annoying flies buzzing by

They land on my ear

I see all the broken hearts

And a tear goes down my eyes

Oh my gods there are so many scars

I wish this was just a memory

But this went down in history

Oh what such a misery

So many mysteries

Why am I the messenger?

For this brutal massacre

I wish that it was just a memory

© 2012 Brandon Mathis

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Serenity Faith

Wow, it kind of smacks you in the head, with such powerful words. The last line does sound a little off to me though. "I wish this it was just a memory" ~ I wish this was just a memory? That's really all I caught this time. Very well done as always Brandon ^_^