Forever WonderA Poem by FallenAngel
Ever think and ever wonder
That you hit her heart like thunder Tore it right out of her chest Left a mark upon her breast A mark of your possessive nature The mark of an enragéd creature Sold your soul to midnight’s beast On her heart began to feast You said that you would never leave But left her in the dark to grieve The loss of her heart’s other half Torn by you on his behalf You let the darkness in your soul You turned hers into a black hole Made her crazy, made her mad Though she knew she never had Your heart, your soul, your desire Never made your heart feel fire Of love, of hope, of childish glee The only one that felt was she She felt the love and then the pain Now she cries out in the rain The raindrops wash away her tears The waters wash away her fears And you, you monster, dark and grim Boil the water past the brim Boil her blood, her heart, desire You can always see her tire Tire of your jokes, your games Tire of feeling ashamed Ashamed of falling for your tricks Ashamed of taking all your kicks Damn you, aggressive b*****d The art of hate you quite have mastered Feed her poison in your word You can’t make sense of that which is slurred Oh, but dear, don’t you worry She’ll be gone in quite a hurry Out of your way, out of your mind She will no longer be of our kind Sweet angel, so pained in this life She pierced her heart with a biting knife And still as her breath left her soul Her body disintegrating as a whole She thought of you, the horrid monster Who brought this terrible fate upon her She thought how you made her burst with love As if you were a blessing from above You knew she couldn’t live without you But even as her face turned so blue You held on to your use of her Just as these hateful things once were So was she, in the past tense And no one could make any sense Of why she loved you, dark and grim Pushing her much past the brim And now she’s gone, consumed by earth Regretting so her day of birth Six feet below, six feet in pain And on her grave your tears do rain Ha! You fool, you thing of loathing The things you’ve done are unimposing Too late, my sweet, the girl is gone Her voice but echoes as a song… © 2014 FallenAngelReviews
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1 Review Added on March 18, 2014 Last Updated on March 18, 2014 AuthorFallenAngelPawcatuck, CTAboutYes im emo and i love to write about my depression most of the time because it helps me more..Writing
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