Dark Poetry #3 |
Eternal Slumber |
Joe Houck Member
since 2001-04-23
Posts 324california |
Eternal Slumber My face is hot My hands are cold My heart it races My mind it slows I grab the knife My grip is tight In one swift move I’ll see the light To leave this wicked world of lies To rest in peace and hear no cries If I was more gullible and naive Then maybe this world, I’d choose not to leave I’ve seen too much in these years past Eternal slumber I’ll find at last The cut is made The blood it flows.... My face is cold My hands are froze My mind it races My heart it slows I grab the bible My grip is tight Though without faith I have no might All my questions will be answered tonight.... "The worst vice is advice" (Al Pacino, devil's advocate) |
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mysticpoe Senior Member
since 2003-02-28
Posts 883 |
The last line equals - intrigue, extreme. Interesting read. mysticpoe If nothing is something |
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River Senior Member
since 2003-09-16
Posts 627my own little world |
I like the way you put the words together, but i find the subject very sad. i've had a few moments where i wanted to end it all too, but I hope you know it's not the answer. Jesus Loves you hun. God Bless. |
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