Could I have prevented this
if I were stronger
Who knew that by the end of this,
I would become a monster
Deep in the darkness,
I face my holy father
Now that I'm upset,
Why should I even bother
The angels surround me,
They say they won't falter
Archangels in the beginning
But now they're simply martyrs
God has forsaken me,
So blood will stain my path
Once I commit deicide
I shall be free at last
Could I have prevented this
if I were stronger
Who knew that by the end of this,
I would become a monster
Please forgive me
for what I've got to do
I cannot stop my actions,
But I will never forget you
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The Symbol of A Shattered Life
PoetryWhen a life is shattered, do you pick up the pieces, or do you lose your way? Come read my perspective on what it means to become the symbol of a shattered life. The life within a poem.