by pinkalias   Aug 6, 2005

Go on, pummel me into oblivion
bury me in the hollow soul of treachery which you call your own
Swallow me with lies and reminisce of your success
A hero in your own mind to have created such a plague

Alright, just sing low
whisper your broken promises and I'll scream your lies
evaluate those expressions that followed your ill betrayal
how long has it been since you've made me smile?

alright, just sing softly
ill praise your bitter treacheries for you
you have not the heart nor care to redeem your shallow intensions
so I was left here to rot and have since burned
I have scorched in flame of hatred for you
and what you left me here to breathe in
you held those instruments of which to heal my scars
but chose instead to take all you had and run

Come now lovely,
Whisper those hollow tunes you used to play
Or have you no memory of those stories you had sung
I suppose I can look back now and contemplate your signs
But you must have melted them into your pages for they seem to be non-existing

Come now precious,
Deny those malicious actions which you had placed upon me
Assuaged into a throbbing pain inside your head
Mollified you seem to have suppressed your conscience
Through this I will not let you forget

Surely now, erased I am not!
Do not forbid me of rights torn from regret
You have not the ability to reform this image into nothing
How could you so easily erase this wretched form,
While I lay here, spilling out my rage whilst the virus in my torso enflames

I cannot erase you, my image of everlasting anger
I cannot bring myself to forget you
I cannot bring myself to forgive you

No, you shall stay my forever blasphemy and I your forgotten,
Your forgotten


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  • 11 years ago

    by Ian Robert

    GAW DROPPIN', HEART POUNDIN', CHIKEN LICKEN', uhhmm I mean cool, havent talked to you in awhile.. :)

  • 11 years ago

    by TAinted vįŕťues

    scary...stunning...brilliant....its like talking to a mirror....a dusty mirror that reflects just images of a forgotten past and the mirage of the future while the present is lost somewhere in the intricate details of time..

  • 12 years ago

    by Ian Robert

    Stunning. 5/5.

  • 12 years ago

    by Eraklis

    Some really great words. Sad to see you havn't written in a while you have alot of talent.
    Look forward to reading more.

  • 12 years ago

    by Shædow Poet

    Forgotten... treachery.. I love how you repeat phrases or words, and the way they are placed into the poem makes them stick into our heads.
    Very nice. I loved it, like usual. "Whisper those hollow tunes you used to play", this is utterly beautiful!
    I was going to say, I hadn't seen your posts or poems for a while. Nice to know you're still writing.