Some of my best work.
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~Despondent Soul~
Through all the agony in my soul,
That lay buried away from the light,
A part of me still revere's,
All those tears I'd shed in the night,
I disclaimed anything near the truth,
Anger and fear filling my heart,
I wish I could go back to those days,
And change what tore me apart,
In my blurry guilty thoughts,
I know that I can be conciet,
If only I were patient on that day,
The one where we would meet,
I know now what I must do,
If I don't want to sin anymore,
I'll clean all that's inside of me,
And put roses by Heaven's door,
Pray for me because I have found,
The way to be aplomb once more,
To be so happy and all care-free,
And kill the sad cavity in my core,
My sadness is so eneffable,
I need a kind essence once more,
To throw away the ghouls,
Like a godsend from before,
The wind is so splenetic,
And it rushes so very fast,
I only have the present moment,
I must treat it as my last.
Note: I posted this in Offbeat as well! ^-^ -
I'm trying to resist the temptation,
Though I long so badly to bleed,
And stop going through the frustration,
And I shan't ever tend to my needs!
I keep crumbling down to ashes,
Try to arise from the everdrawn ember,
They know not of my strong shame,
And I am the only dark soul to blame,
My heart screams for your love,
At night I slowly fade in the gloom,
Of the blackness of hell and above,
Just suffocate from the hardness of it all,
There is always something wrong,
Like a hidden cape under what is good and true,
I try to resist calling your name,
As your source burns from ashes to ember.
I long no more to live here,
If my soul can't drift with yours,
If I can't have peace with you,
Then I must lock the open door,
Behind the old wood and growing moss,
A light is calling for me,
An asking of me to retrieve my loss,
But I shan't let it be,
There is a dark calling,
Can you hear the voices?
Love drifts from the cracks in the door,
I can't stand it anymore,
I've spilt my blood and left my mark,
Now my whole self suffers in anguish,
I have to escape what is empty and stark,
To live my once so happy life so lavish,
My soul is crying to show,
All that it longs to feel inside,
I'm crumbling all my barriers,
But I'm trying my best to hide,
I'm showing all that I know,
But there is something godforesaken,
Emptiness that shouldn't be there,
An empty disturbance being awakened,
Nothin is ever right in me,
I drift off like the ashes of a butterfly,
Cannot fly away or be,
Left for dead to peacefully lie. -
I nu I posted this in Offbeat and you've all read it, but I felt that it belonged here and so I put it. :^D
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