Angels and DemonsA Poem by Taylor Williamsevery time i come home some part of me isnt there because arrive in fear of seeing you just standing there
i cant take the knowledge that i was the one to place the knife into your spine innocent blood spilt by my hand
oh god what have i now done every mirror that i pass shows what i have become nothing more than an empty shell plagued by nightmares so horrid could only be spawned from hell have i become the demon have i become the terror have i beecome the thing that haunts me ever after, oh
i have sprouted these wings but will a halo follow or will they grow black and drag me to the fire below
i will always love you yeah now and forever but will that even matter when you see me descend and you rise above in the end © 2011 Taylor WilliamsAuthor's Note
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Added on June 25, 2011 Last Updated on June 25, 2011 AuthorTaylor WilliamsWinston-Salem, NCAboutWell i figured id redo this since a lot has change. Im taylor williams still but im now twenty years old. I joined the marine corps in june of 2012 to help further myself physically and mentally. I lo.. more..Writing
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