The Darkness into which I gave you my heart,
Was the same Darkness that made us seperate,
My love for you still grows,
Like that of a newly sprung rose.
My eyes bathe themsevels in sour tears,
Wishing that though this fog my feelings are seen clear,
Inside each tear is some hope you still love me,
But through time I seem unable to see that you move on without living in deceit,
My tears soon show that I feel beat.
Even though I feel dead,
I shall not lower my head,
As the tears I lost over you,
Were many weeks overdue,
You thought I didnt know about the lie.
You are wrong I merely cried in the fact I wanted you to die.
No one deserves to feel such sorrow,
So may I have that knife to borrow,
Of which I will plunge into your heart,
Now you know the pain you gave me in such a great art.
Your eyes release sour tears,
I now hope you can see clear,
The pain you caused me turned into hate,
You beg for my forgiveness but it's too late,
I turn around and walk through the door never to see you anymore,
Your worthless corpse which remains on the blood stained floor.
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Shards of the Soul
PoesiaHere are a collection of poems that I have written over the years. The poems grow as do the collection of experiences grow. Once I feel that they are completed I will upload them on here. Please leave comments and share with your friends, I would a...
