Dark Poetry #4 |
Destruction of the Innocent child. |
Falling rain
since 2008-01-31
Posts 2178Small town, Illinois |
Laying here in dreaded silence. Here in this room where no light sleeps. I'll cry with repentiveness. Forgive me and I won't weap. Forget my sorrows and fears. I'll play with this knife. While it glitters with my tears. Sit here within my own strife. Here the innocent lays. Didn't mean to do a thing But you tortured his sunny days. How could you do something to this innocent being? Nothing was done To save his life. Are you happy now that you've won? But here he'll lay with a blood soaked knife. Content with your plan. You did if well. You wretched man. I pray that you find your way to hell. You poor innocent thing. No tears shead for his grave. A song of sorrow to sing. The melody of sweet sadness, pray his soul was save. You pretender, you fake. Live with your guilt. Don't wanna here that "your sorry." Please for Christ's sake! You broke him down never to be re-built. But his lost soul, found his light. So he'll live happy but you on the other hand.. Don't try to argue and fight. His feelings for you are like sand. (this was written about my abusive father.) ~Zach~ |
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Falling rain
since 2008-01-31
Posts 2178Small town, Illinois |
Don't take my words literately.. they're supposed to be metaphorical... lol
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XxForever.BrokenxX Senior Member
since 2008-01-20
Posts 891Neverland |
This is amazing. My favorite from you yet, Love it. Library. {~~*~~} sleep well?? lol {&]ebbing.away.from*my.pain.}} {~Emily~} |
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Falling rain
since 2008-01-31
Posts 2178Small town, Illinois |
Thanks and yes I did end of sleeping well. lol
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