looking for a better way
to open up a brighter day
i visit where we used to lie
watching clouds move through the sky...
my memory, now a ghost
of a forgotten mental host
victim of the passing time...
the sound of broken window chimes
greet me as i beckon near,
the calling of a voice sincere...
i hate it when you act this way,
like you've nothing left to say!
why you visit from time to time...
and leave me here, like i'm a crime!
I'm sorrowful dear friend,
i'm with you till the end!
but nothing i can do,
will keep you from the deepest blue...
i love you, don't you know!
that's why i left you in the snow!
Why did you have to go and die!
leave my bitter heart to cry!
to protect you my dear,
from the unknown dreadful fear...
i died to keep you living on,
to keep your body breathing strong!
you kept me well with your heat,
so my heart is left to beat...
but once a year is not the way
to honor your life, and better days...
i need to do something more,
the only way to settle scores...
warning people of the dangers...
letting in a random stranger...
they execute the man today
that made you leave the world this way...
i figured i would let you know,
just in case you want to go...
and leave you here all alone?
sitting on a unmarked stone...
what kind of mother would i be,
to leave you with this misery?
i just came to tell you hello...
and that i really have to go...
i love you very much you see,
thats why i love you here with me!
but in my soul's where you'll stay,
it's better if it works that way...
i will be with you again!
and death will not be the end!
our life in heaven together,
without fear of snowy weather...
now, run along and live your spell...
your life is really going well...
i wished i had lived to see you grow,
that's what mothers love the most, you know...
i miss your feel,
your skin when it was real...
but now i'm going to the jail,
to send a man to burning hell...
driving down a dirt road,
stories of the trees untold...
conversations with a ghost,
leave me nothing left to boast...
has my sanity gone away?
i guess it's not for me to say...
Author notes
I wrote this while listening to "Psycho" by Puddle of Mudd...
So I suppose that would be option 5- song inspiration, song 6- "Psycho" by Puddle of Mudd.
A contest entry
- A Dark/Emotional Contest by Simply Lost.
450 points, ended January 2, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Dark and Suspensful by God is my reality.
1400 points, ended February 23, 2008, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I'm sorry but this is pretty boring but in the same sense good. Weird, wow. It's different I'll give you that
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I have weird muses- that's all I can really say for myself... I suppose I'm the only person that really understands my writing... I'm cool with that though...
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Wow,conjures up a lot of images and stories of what has happened.
Pretty gloom and tragic.

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WOW!!! this is brilliant!!! I love it! the rhyme just flows, and the imagery is really good! Can i just ask that you put the option in the author notes?





