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Paying The Price

Clouded mind, sweaped away
Slowly drifting, I can't stay
Living body, dying soul
My heart is gone, an empty hole
Angery eyes, pounding feet
Running down a crowded street
Fear is building, my power is gone
Don't know how I can go on
Smiling faces taunt me still
The devil waits upon the hill
I see him and I start to yell
He says he's taking me back to hell
He laughs out loud, I start to scream
I tell myself that it's just a dream
He grabs my arm and I pull away
Just to hear my mother tell me "It's okay"
I'm at home, safe in my bed
I hug my mom, she shakes her head
"It's just a dream, you're alright"
I hear the breeze, I smell the night
In a cold sweat, I ask my mother to stay
Because there he is two steps away
He says he's come to take my life
He pushes my mother, and raises a knife
A plea turns to a scream, and then a moan
My mother runs away, I'm all alone
He's gotten his way, is my only thought
I'm paying for the time I bought
As I take my last breath,
Deep colors bleed from the kiss of death

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  • Watches and Sees
    November 20, 2007

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    Laurell K. Hamilton-esque

    Hello Need for Redemption. As usual, your poetry are quite powerful and so very vivid. But don't you write anything happy?