Grim Reapers' Grimoire

A simple palindrome. Palindromes are sentences/poems that can be read backwards for a different meaning. Most palindromes require this by each word. For this poem, each line instead. Read both ways.

Grim Reapers’ Grimoire

 

What does it mean to kill for God?

To scribble every name in the pages of this maelstrom?

To take what you were never given

And write over it until white waters turn black skies

Until blacklight becomes whiteout, white-noise, black-notes

No one ever has to know

The foundation that carries you down below

No one has to know

How heavy one fallen life is to carry

Up the steps

The mind is an elevator shaft, is a hollow stage

A battleground, and a solitary confinement in every cell of its being

Being here is a solitary confinement in every cell of its being

It is hard as brick and mortar

Not to slip through the cracks

I will not staple shut the spine of this story

The cover of all these words and pages

I will knot stitch the hole in your heart and call you human

You are like me now

You are grim now

You are my book

I wrote you

Be proud to hear me ramble ensembles of sentences

Let me tell the tale

It’s all you’ll leave behind

Author's Note

I promise I read every single review, and I generally will reply to them. I look forward to my next review, because it helps me learn. Even if it's just one word, I promise, I will be happy to hear anything you feel needs sharing. Whenever you write on my shortcomings or breakthroughs, or the themes of my poems, or share ideas and friendly criticism, it decides my next poem to an extent. I will listen, learn and be thankful. And 99% of the time, you'll get a reply unless you're trolling me.