Is this the end?
The desolate place where
souls are torn and bent,
within furious Hellfire?
Where the deeds of the old,
Mean nothing to the new,
Where we do as we're told,
Under the sea of blue?
Stuck under a web of lies,
Within the dugged out grave,
Though I still hear their cries,
I... I just don't want to be brave,
Not anymore...
Should I never hope like this?
To where I lay on my bed,
Bleeding silent tears
From my worn out flesh?
When I was scared and lost,
When I was afraid of everything,
Like a silent ghost,
You came to me from nothing,
My life has no worth,
No happy ever after,
Ever since my birth,
Till I lost my father,
And still it holds...
Author notes
Hey this isn't done yet, but it's coming.
I know I've reverted back to my dark, somber attitudes, but this is the only way I know to get rid of these emotions without dangerous repercussions.
I had to go before finishing it though. SOrry.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Compelling.
Finish it. I'd like to read your finished product.
So far so good.
M.
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I love/hate this poem. Don't get me wrong, I think its very well written and well thought, that's just how it struck me personally. I liked the lines "Stuck under a web of lies,/ Within the dugged (sp) out grave,/ Though I still hear their cries" and "...where I lay on my bed,/ Bleeding silent tears". These lines just spoke to me.
Good job
Avec Dieu~Jonny Rockets
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It's wonderful to let you your emotions
Don't worry about not finishing it. I express myself like that too. It's the best way to unleash your feelings w/o doing something stupid.
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Hmm... This is great! It's not finished yet, but I bet when you finish It will be amazing!!
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