Mixed up
Cradled now among the clouds
Waiting to fly, or to fall
Lost among the stars above
Listening for lovers call
Better be gone, than here
Fear is death to us all
Sadness now as become me
I cannot climb this old brick wall
Bury me, with this here sword
That's severed my very soul
Forget and never remember me
As the earth covers my hole
Where will i go, what shall i do
Now that my face is plastered with mud
Rub salt upon my very wounds
Just like folks said you would
I who loved and lost in life
Am shameless to say the least
Drained am i of heartbreak blood
Shared by those, who often feast
Bare witness to my execution
As i slay me down to sleep
But pray for the very soul
Who dug my grave too deep
Last words, like last supper
Are all eaten gone for good
Goodbye, don't ever cry
I think i misunderstood.
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