Slowly dieing

by Amber   Apr 4, 2006


My blood flows freely
Onto the awaiting knife
My throat is so raw from screaming
That I cannot cry out my strife

I thought that we were united
As one under this blanket unfolded
But I have come now to find out
That I was just yours, unbounded

Once under a blue moon
You pleaded with me "Come hither"
And now that i am so openly spread
You no longer treat me like a feather

I was always the innocent one
Before you and I ran away
I never disobeyed my family
But you have taken me to stay

And now as I sit
dieing slowly on this bed
You stand over me and grin
It was planned for me to be dead

I gently reach out my hand
And ask for yours in mine
You slowly but surely accept
So I take this as a sign

Everyone told me I was stupid
For believing that your love for me was true
And now that my life is over
I can feel my heart turning blue

So stay here with me darling
Your the last thing I wish to see
While my body slowly closes
And my soul flies with God to be

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  • 18 years ago

    by Nearly but not quite

    That's really sad, more sad than dark maybe, I really like the imagery of blood flowing on to the knife as well. very well written. 5/5
    Helen