Curse

by The Black Angel Lloyd Rose   Apr 9, 2006


What can life offer me?
Chaos? Bloodshed? Tragedy?
Silently I slip away.
I won't listen to what they say.
I drown in blood caused by you.
F.u.c.k you, too; I wish you knew.
I hope you never get to sleep.
You'll feel the pain as they weep.
You've locked yourself in a cell
That I will carry down to Hell.
I hope that you are satisfied.
Well, not really. I just lied.
All my pain you'll soon feel.
Chant of peace; broken seal.
I just wanted to life my life.
You wouldn't let me; I chose the knife.
Insane? No, I\'m alright;
Vibrant day to blackened night.
You have nowhere to run and hide.
Die like me: suicide.
Bloody cross upon a hill,
Death is coming; let\'s make a deal.
Feel the pain that I have felt.
Smell the blood that I have smelt.
Tell your friends you're okay
As you're dying day by day
And I shall stop Death in its tracks
As it takes corpses by the stacks.
You can't take it; you will see:
That is why I'm history.
The pain inside is killing me.
Starving for peace; tied to a tree.
Bound to that tree I must stay,
'Cause I told my friends, "I'm okay."
It would hurt them so bad to think
They couldn't help me as I began to sink.
But they will know passed in hearse,
Why I told them nothing:
Secrecy's my curse.

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  • 18 years ago

    by underahalo

    This is a very very good poem 5/5

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