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Lament

Contributed by MrPhoenix on Saturday, 5th February 2005 @ 10:39:46 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

It’s like that time
I gripped your arm
To steady you
As I felt a shiver
I saw you all aquiver
But still it’s nothing new
Still I can’t forget you
Sometimes I wish that I could
If only
I knew it would
Help me
Suppress this rage
As lately
I have become
And so
I am rage
I am hate
I am pain
And now that I know
I still cannot decide
Whether to concentrate it
On myself
Or others

Yes
Surely there will be others
There are many fishes in the ocean
And even more
Pebbles on the beach
But you cannot conceive the fact
That I only walked with one

It’s like a lamentation
An elegy
Or something of the sort

Like when I paint my eyes
Once, then twice
So when you hang me
Upon your wall
My eyes still follow through
They burn another way
To see you as you go
Even through
The pitch black
Hall of mirror eyes
Of death
Herself
I can still follow
Constantly running
Hoping that I may
Catch up with you
To hold your hand
As we walk together
Forever
For eternity

But even then
If I was brave enough
To walk the streets of day
With these bleached souls
Seeing their blank eyes
Left to cover up
Their even blanker lies
I think that I would much rather
Roam the
Acid scorched
Paved roads of night
With the black leather clad
Demons of blight
At least I know
That their souls
Are whole
Their not smiling
Not whistling
Full with bullets of hate
Ready to discharge

I sometimes like to know
If the old thoughts
Are alive
Or if instead
They have died
Inside
In the process of trying
To keep up with you
I fall back down
Too far away
Again
As I scream your name
In hopes that
The echoes
Will take me further down
Or bring me higher up
Either way
I’m still afraid
To walk the same
Bleached streets of day
Forgive me that
I must endeavor
Apologize, for my failure
To love you enough

Copyright Â© MrPhoenix ... [ 2005-02-05 22:39:46]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Lament (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 5th February 2005 @ 10:58:52 PM AEST
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This blew me away. Reminds me of something my GT would write - if he had time. Sweet and sad write. Blessings.

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