All I remember,
Was the chill every day offered.
The screams at the world,
And faint whispers in reply.
We tried to remember how we got there,
But there was no thought.
The
Emptiness.
Strangers looked at us,
But never met our eyes.
It felt unfair.
We felt so lost.
Unanswered.
One day, we heard from above,
That if we confessed to our love,
That all will be relieved.
Our touch,
Was so cold.
No feeling in our feet.
We fell,
We fell together,
But we fell alone.
All I remember was how time moved so slow.
Did Time know?
That she betrayed me?
All I remember was...
My angel.
I thought she was a saint.
But when time was up,
And I was sure my ears didn't deceive me,
I found out that she had to stay.
She was so sorry, so pathetic.
She was to spend eternity here.
I thought I knew her.
But her hands were covered in red.
My red.
An angel so bewitched.
Her halo replaced with a knife.
How that knife made me suffer.
All I remember was parting ways,
Never looking back.
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Old poems
PoetryThese are some old poems. I mostly just want a place for them so I don't lose them. But they are also here for your reading pleasure. Enjoy.
