Confession

by The Depression Bard   Nov 11, 2005


As my wrist bled,
And the liquid stained my bed,
And dyed my floor red,
I remembered what you said:

"In the freezing night,
When the stars shine not so bright,
Remember my twilight plight,
And know that I'm right.:

But now I know, it was wrong,
Your little rhyming song,
But I still played along,
Perhaps to feel that I belong?

"So it's two in the morn
And my heart is still torn
As I sit here forlorn
My mind, still worn."

So to mend my mind,
These memories I unwind
And everything I find,
Makes me seem oh so blind.

Memories filled with darkness abound,
Turning my beliefs completely around.
A million echoes, yet no sound,
I pray to forget, what I have found.

Though my mind is still in pain,
It's my heart you've truly slain.
I long for the embrace of rain,
Feeling the droplets, reminds me I'm sane.

But as the droplets pierce my skin,
My sanity wears so very thin,
'cause I feel nothing, my depression will win,
Reminding me of my horrible sin.

The sin of me caring,
It's one, oh so daring,
And it's left you staring,
As well as my soul wearing.

So, sprawled across the parlor floor,
Want to draw breath no more,
As my tears begin to pour,
I hear a creaking, an opened door.

Behind this door, I see you,
But your eyes, skin and lips are blue,
Your still the woman I once knew,
Let's die together, just us two.

Die in my arms, pressed our lips,
Lips wet from poison sips.
Though our hearts were on separate trips
Together and alone, our lives rip.

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  • 18 years ago

    by ¤Brenda¤

    AW... BEautiful!
    LOts ANd LOts OF RHyming MY DEar