I can't dead yet
I can't cross over
Sadness won't let me go
I'm sick of it
Get the hell away
From my burning soul
Let my sins take me home
Don't make me stay in this waste
I don't need sadness where I'm going
My sins will lose if I still have it
You need me
I don't need you
I'm sick of you
Get off of me
Go away
Let me dead
Sadness lives on while I die
My sins will bring me to Hell
Telling the Devil I don't pity sadness
Knowing that I lie
The Devil ripps me apart
Laying there
Taking my spirt
And, crushes it untill its dust
Never again will I welcome sadness
Never will I lie for sadness
Never will my sins suffer because sadness
Never again... will I... pity... sadness...
Author notes
“Sadness lives after we die
The pains of life increased outright
Contest my sins priorities
Crushed my spirit to its knees” – taken from 'Pity The Sadness' by Paradise Lost
A contest entry
- The Mystery Lyric Prompt Contest Part 1 by Glasyalabolas.
1400 points, ended December 16, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I really like where you have taken this prompt, it is bursting with emotion, anger, sadness, frustration and you have done a very good of conveying it whilst working with the prompt.
Good write.
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Well done! it's like you know what i'm thinking.
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