`Don't`

  
Don't try to save my soul
it's way too late now
The devil stole it long ago
I doubt you would even know how
 
 Don't try to mellow out my harden heart
can't you see it has turn to stone
an evil wind blew in ripping it apart
taking the marrow of my bone
 
Don't save me from my dark destiny
salvation waits not for me 'pon angel's wings
changing that~ which cannot be
'tis only midnight's dark eyes I see
 
Don't pity my tormented mind
I need no crying symphony
don't wipe these blood -drop eyes of mine
it's my liquid sound euphony
 
Don't try to make me want a life
can't you see Satan has shown me his face
I only wish I could end this strife; with bloody knife
and take myself out of the race.
 
 
 
 
 
 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Even tho your narrator speaks in a convincing way, I'm not convinced becuz this narrator sounds strong as nails and feisty as a survivor. I think this person is sick of people telling her/him how to live, so let them all think he/she is a basket case & please just write him/her off. Meanwhile, this narrator is living a happy wildish life free from those who pronounce upon others. But this could also be a powerfully written suicide poem to show how sometimes it can be just a thread holding someone back from ending it all (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Margie
you have such
a keen insight
when reviewing
poems and I
don't mean just
mine. I wrote
this 12 year's
ago some of
my old dark poetry
but no where near
suicide lol I
so appreciate
your keen reviews
on my work;

[Alexander Cain]

Amazing poem. very detailed. I can relate.

[Fran Marie]

Thanks for reading....

[Priscilla Nishi]

Ur work is so lovely...clean lines..the way you have portrayed them is just osm

[Fran Marie]

Awhh...thanks Priscilla, so much;

[Ibreez Shabkhez]

tis too late now... please.
Hardened, Turned
salvation waits not for me 'pon angel's wings( nice stuiff)
'tis only midnight's dark eyes I see(perfectly lovely)


You write beautifully. You just need to keep your calm. Do not get carried away. recheck before uploading. You cannot force an entire poem when all you fell is a stanza.

Other than that... Brilliant.

[Fran Marie]

thanks so very much;

[Ibreez Shabkhez]

Not at all. wRITE IT ON PAPER FIRST AND ALWAYS cHANGE it when you type. Dont ead it to yourself as poetry... let it make you find a rhythm. Sorry about the caps. Cant wait for the next one.

[VALORMORE DE PLUME]

Ahh! The essence of acquiescence, surrender to the depth of depravity.

[Fran Marie]

thanks so very much;

[Coyote Poetry]

A powerful poem. The feeling of accepting the pain and misery of darkness is heavy in the words. A dark poem with death as peace. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[*** Hey Jude***]

This is a powerful write as may lines resonate deeply within me. I love the strenght of these words as you
write the desire of emapathy, understanding, not simpathy. Strong write! ~ Jude :-) xo
Ps Loved the picture, it realy embelishes this heartfelt write ♥

[Brianna Brie]

Don't pity my tormented mind
I need no crying symphony
don't wipe these blood -drop eyes of mine
it's my liquid sound euphony

Wow...talk about someone that doesn't believe that life can ever be anything better for them. This is a very powerful write, dark and creepy as well. Kudos!

[cest la vie]

Fran,
Wow!! To be such a dark, haunted piece I love it. These lines:
don't wipe these blood -drop eyes of mine
it's my liquid sound euphony
Brilliant!! Truly a fine poem .
Lynne

[Sheila Kline]

These two lines just grip me.....

Don't pity my tormented mind
I need no crying symphony

Dark, but yet romantic - has a sense of grim reaper gothic to it!
WELL DONE...AS USUAL!