Dark design

by Ares   Mar 11, 2008


I don't feel quite right,
a wave of nausea makes,
me go blind and numb.

Through the sunlight,
I swim as fast I can go,
my lunges ache and burn.

Through the stones,
I'll get my rest,
for eternity.

Breaking my bones,
she'll open up a blue-print of,
my dark design.

I don't need,
anymore,
than your sweet kiss.
I'm lost at sea.

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  • 16 years ago

    by neo

    Beautiful poem love :)

  • 16 years ago

    by Goodbye

    Interesting poem..