Am I blurry
In your vision?
Was I just
A poor decision?
Cut me open
With precision
And we'll finger
The incision
Tell me what have I done?
We were never
meant to be.
That is what
you need to see.
watch as I
remake my reality.
And whisper to
the dead in me.
To make you want to run.
I know now
I am alone.
I was blind.
I shouldve known.
Even if my
love was shown.
I will now
be my own.
All we breed is Children of Death.
Each new day
brings more night.
I dont know
if Ill be alright.
Out of mind
Out of sight.
Ill just wait
For the light.
Watching me as I take my last breath.
A contest entry
- No gold yet? by Sonya-Erasmus.
550 points, ended October 1, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Elle a chaud au cul.
Comments
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Very intense! sounds like a suicide letter....
I love the line
"We were never
meant to be.
That is what
you need to see.
watch as I
remake my reality.
And whisper to
the dead in me."
And I hate the line
"All we breed is Children of Death."
The reason I hate it, is that I would hate to see my child as that.
He is so loved and innocent! I would just die if someone described him that way.
Such a powerful and emotional write.
Loved it!
Thanks so much for sharing
Best of luck in the contest!!
Kind regards
Sonya
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the child isnt literal. it was just a way of saying tat we just make emtions that make us want to kill eachother.
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