I don't blog much

I found two old poems i made a long time ago. that seems blog worthy.

Here I Wait

Here I lie
In the dark
Nothing but the beating
Of my heart

Below the mud
And the rock
You sealed my tomb
With a big black lock

My bright red coller
And my big steel chain
I forgot the sound
Of the rain

With your whip
You come into view
i crawl two your legs
Like you taught me to

In my bed
Unsure of my fate
I lick my wounds
And here I wait.

Trying To Help

On the table
Shaved and bare
Two cured the illness
Which put me there

the Doc smiled
And then said
“breathe this in
Then off to bed”

But the sleep
Did not last long
For in this play
There is something wrong

A bright light
Bricks my rest
As a surgeon
Marks my chest

“No” I think
As i tried to shake
O dear god
I’m still awake!