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| found in Deviandart -liked it a lot |
The cold fire of pain is consuming her again
She´s screaming inside, no one hears her voice
she doesn´t want to be heard
why to spread the hate?
There´s no need to torment another spirit
She´s slowly and painfully walking behind the coffin of her dead soul,
alone with a parade of demons following her.
She´s pinching the living´s eyes
as she feels a kiss on her bare shoulder followed by an I love you
Hate
she´s become a demon
angling a dagger at her veins
angels just can't die, miracles are supposed to bring joy
she wishes she was resting under ground
Poetry bleeds out of her
one more day, one more night, another sleepless night
not today... excuses to stay
The cross is too heavy on her shoulders
there´s no Simon of Cyrene to help
thin paper makes up her chains
small letters sealed her fate
Outside the mask she´s got it all
she´s dying without leaving
a walking dead who´s heart´s still beating
The parade advances leaving widowers of dead dreams
she´s killing it all as she glances to a side...
a life sentence for a crime she never commited
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how´s this for a poem? last night it was a huge rant in a sleepless night... how sad... at least now I guess I could call it art -right
As imaginative as this is, is it weird that I can see a human girl throughout the whole thing?
ReplyDeleteI do see like a fallen angel at times too and even hell but I don't want you to think that that's what I took from it. It's just what I see visually.
Mentally it's like someone who feels their existence brings nothing but woe but they keep living instead of ending it all.
Also it's like they hurt - on purpose and realistically - with no end to either in sight. sigh
That second to last line was just ... WHOA! Man that just made everything so intense and it was like seeing someone with red eyes shooting death glares and causing destruction! Just wow...