Dark Poetry #4 |
Hope of the End |
XxForever.BrokenxX Senior Member
since 2008-01-20
Posts 891Neverland |
You took my heart in you'r frigid hand, surpressing all the life from me. Leaving me numb, leaving me dead cold. My evanescent screams will echo inside you always, tourturing you for all eternity. As wilted as a dying flower, I lie still and cold. No longer screaming no longer caring, what could life hold? There is no such ebullient thing here, with all darkness closing in. Soon I will suffocate on the wieght. Tourtured by life it's self, and all the painfull memories. I'm giving in to what I hope is better, what should save me in the end. [This message has been edited by XxForever.BrokenxX (01-23-2008 07:40 PM).] |
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shattered-smiles Member
since 2008-01-20
Posts 247inside the shadows |
Good write. I like how you resemble yourself to a dying flower. Your stanzas are beautifully written. Good job. |
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