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to something no more

Contributed by hardrocker15198916 on Wednesday, 22nd June 2005 @ 11:36:28 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



A shriek and a silent scream
Wakes me from this wretched dream
Laying there I don’t resist
To force my self to not exist

And in the distance I hear her death
As she took a silent breath
I felt her fall to the floor
Spirit gone; she is no more

A knife piercing a lonely heart
Expressing this in hatred art
Never ending, reaping, it kills
Never filling a heart unfilled

Slowly, slowly, she closes her eyes
Her dead heart slowly cries
“This is pain I was your friend”
But she is lonely she is dead

“I tried to help I beat for you”
But she was tired she was trough
“I stayed right there when you were lonely”
She died so quickly but ended slowly

“You stabbed me now ill beat no more”
A death so simple but nothing for
“You hated me now you I despise”
Speak but lonely words as it cries

But it’s me who dies, its me, I fade
My heart tried stopping what’s to be persuade
I rewind in my head it was a dream
The fakeness was my dieing scream

Surely I died but in my head
My heart didn’t really want me dead
Unwanted, uncherished, why am I here?
Foolishly looking through something unclear

Teardrops fall as I lie in my bed

I put my hand on my chest; my heart
Screaming words not written in art
Still it beats but screams with pain
Screams so silently broke out in vain

Lying there uneasy trapped and caged
No time, but surely this doesn’t age
Tick tock tick tock clock says three
Why didn’t my heart stop beating for me?

Why do I hide? A soul to be forgot?
Or do I want something that’s not?
DOES ANYBODY HEAR ME?
DOES ANYBODY SEE ME?

The hearts words are mine outward they go
But never cherish anything cherished no more




Copyright © hardrocker15198916 ... [ 2005-06-22 11:36:28]
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Re: to something no more (User Rating: 1 )
by Destiny on Wednesday, 22nd June 2005 @ 11:44:02 AM AEST
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I like this a lot. It seemed to me to have a lot of emotions running through it though primarily there seemed to be a sort of longing and regret. Anyway, nice write.
†Des†




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