a visage of self sacrificeA Poem by JetMardiumThe pain you cause My eternal torment No bandage, no gauze No permanent treatment Other than a bullet Through the head’ Pull the trigger, just do it You won’t cry anymore if you’re dead All those burdens weighing you down All those sorrows tearing you apart You won’t feel it when you’re in the ground The suffering stopped The days lost Their hearts dropped Hit by a wave of frost I took this test This trial we call pain I saw myself, and I detest I had utter disdain I hated who I had been I was weak I was not fit to join the other men I was inexperienced and meek So I scream to you All I asked for was hope But that’s something you will never do I worshiped, I had faith, I was merely another foolish dope So here I lie In my bed of dirt You watched me die Be happy, died to, did the hurt © 2016 JetMardium |
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Added on January 22, 2016 Last Updated on January 22, 2016 Author
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