The OfferA Poem by Forgotten
Ignore the words I speak,
As it's the silence that I relish, The pure fractions of my heart bloom in it's bliss, For my mind has tempered the blades that I spout, The daggers that pierce your weeping soul, In the absence of speech only I suffer it's edge, Though the torment would surely taint me, If I speak I must witness the tears of a seraph, Yet in silence I must endure the claws of my demons. I can see the pain inside you, The loneliness you have carried, The greetings and farewells of the man you love, I outstretch my hand a pillar for you to lean on, Let me share the weight that you carry, For my body is numb from the scars that I conceal, So let me carry your troubles away, You need not worry for suffer I cannot, I shall smile and give you peace of mind. You declined and offered to set me free, Give me back to the world that had birthed me, I thought a demon and a seraph could not coexist, Though we fight on trying as if we have something to prove, You declined me once...refused to let me carry your burdens, So I offer a deal you cannot refuse, We share the load that both of us disguise, For if we mixed the troubles that ail us, We'd be one and the same equal eye to eye.
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10 Reviews Added on January 9, 2014 Last Updated on January 9, 2014 AuthorForgottenGloucestershire, Stroud, United KingdomAboutMy real name is John-Paul Crawford, I do voluntary work at Stroud FM and hopefully after my training will be allowed my own slot on air. Writing takes up most of my time, I'm always trying to better m.. more..Writing
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