Decayed;

Decayed;

A Poem by C.

You can try

And I can try harder

But we just have bury the lie

As if the truth hasn’t already been revealed

Nothing will mend

What we created; you destroyed

And All I need is friend

But, I just down another bottle

It’s my only friend

 

Since your touch faded

I’m broken; jaded

My hearts been persuaded

Invaded by your love

Left feeling degraded

Guess my hearts been raided

 

Your lips like poison

Your fingers like knives

Made me feel like a burden

It’s a wonder my soul survives

My dreams tonight

Are full of nothing but memories

Wishes for that better time

When we loved with ease

 

And with each passing day

Just comes more decay

And I’m a dead girl walking here

But, that’s the least of all my fears

 

And to whom it may concern

Your cuts on me no longer burn

But they still remain

Still, I’m becoming a bit more sane

No longer falling

Stood up from the crawling

 

But I'm still a bit dizzy

My heart a little frizzy

He's helping me stand

Holds my bleeding hand

 

And I hold in my tears

When he begs, it's okay to cry

And the more I deny

I see more fears

and ugly Goodbyes

the way it ended, I wish I knew why

and a bigger lie appears

to save my heart from the reply

 

Since your touch faded

His heart invaded

No longer broken; jaded

My hearts been persuaded

To no longer feel degraded

Guess my hearts been raided

 

But though I want him to

he can't fix the damage

can't break my broken image

so burn this broken house down

dress me in a pretty gown

bury me beneath the ground

and from my dead flesh

i'll create something fresh

turn my ugly into beauty

and from my coffin, spring a meadow

where lovers can kiss

and carve their names in the willow

 

'cause the beauty I possess

only comes in death

© 2011 C.


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Stunning. The rhyme is powerful for sure.

Posted 13 Years Ago


One word!
WOW! lol
Absolutely took me through a stream of thoughts in a whirlwind style....hon...this is epic!
xx

Posted 13 Years Ago



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