A Long Forgot Sin

A Long Forgot Sin

A Poem by The Last Poetic King
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I can't help but feel like everything has changed,
Knowing that this might be the last song sung
Why does the world keep spinning and leaving wretched souls like mine?
Can't keep up with how things go, maybe I'm nothing but a ghost
Maybe.. That's all I ever wanted

To be the missing page, the forgotten gospel
The lyrics to a masterpiece long erased
The truth behind all of your past mistakes

Despair and terror alike,
The ghost awake in the rushing thoughts of your mind
Somebody, something, nothing
Words that are no longer spoken,
The tears that fall from your face
The void, that empty space

I can't help but feel like this,
One day you'll look around and I won't be there anymore
No more stories, no more words lacking actions
I'll be the friend that died in that tragic fire,
I'll be the person who gave up and let hell sink in
Swallow me whole, praise the fire that engulfs this black heart

Remain locked inside because I'm not strong enough to face the pain
These eyes hold demons that you can't imagine
Rewind the time, look through these green hues
Know how it feels to be a kid that felt so alone,
Know the anguish, the pain, the hatred

21 years and these bones have become hard as stone,
These hands mangled from actions better left unsaid
And if you only knew just how long this heart has bled
I can't help but feel like this

Things are changing and acceptance has been met with a smile
To be a ghost, a dream that has been long since sought
Forget your friend, let him sink into the hell he created
He never wanted your helping hand,
Just wanted someone to understand

But to know that this life has a master plan,
This man will never give in,
Fighting each day alone and every now and then he will look back at what it was like to have a friend

© 2014 The Last Poetic King


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