Driven Withal Throughout

by Eden   May 21, 2005


I’m guilty…
Of the crimson blood upon my hands…
I’m guilty…
I belong in the caressing depths of hell…

Regret not…
I do not sympathize…
Regret not…
The life I have spilled over from you…

Exist not…
The human part of me has expired…
Exist not…
Never to return again…

Judge me…
I am serving my sentence…
Judge me…
My term is almost up…

I suffer here…
In this prison that you have made for me…
I suffer this…
You have no idea what you have done…

I am dying…
You are killing me…
I am dying…
You have no idea…

Kill me…
Isn’t that what you were born to do?
Kill me…
But there is nothing left to eradicate…

...(plz vote and comment. Gracias)

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  • 18 years ago

    by Taylor

    great poem! i love it! really amazing so deep and so great to read! keep it up!

    Love, Taylor

  • Beautiful Word Choice And Format 5/5! xoxo-Nikki-xoxo