It was a soft melody in my ear, whispered so crystal clear.
Almost a love, it was burning passion bright,
Yearning brilliantly, through the night.
So as inspiration comes and goes,
As the wind scoops grief into a new generation of solace,
One of which I do not know
For departure has taken grip, soul not in hold,
Uncontained and pouring hopelessly as it drips.
This unsteadyness so incomplete, I wait for this foundation
To crumble under my wake, the reality splinter and shake
And as such must occure, the life has left my body hollow;
No need to speek, for all such sentences were vocalled in actions carried out,
No existance to this undawned awakening when this
endless slumber has devoured consiousness.
I cannot breathe
There is no need to gasp for air anymore.
Drowning in the cold so the infinitely sinking thoughts gave me heat,
Warming the heart so bereft of life.
So continueously the body reposeing.
Soon to be confined with death
Almost non-existant
Done to endure
Finished in this instant
So inanimatly
Asleep
YOU ARE READING
Melt Me
PoetryThese poems are just some inner thoughts of mine. Hope you can relate to these, as some may be more dark than others. Vote your fave poem :3 And BTW the rating says PG13 but really anyone can read these (maybe, some have "gore"/blood and dark feelz)...
