That Unnamed Feeling!

Now as the sun
sets to my left
many a burden
lifted off my chest!
"he had eyes of gold
and a heart of fire
to free the world
his great desire"

the breeze blows with a fellow scent
carrying a sooth of a million sighs
carrying the grief of a fate that went
by and by as time drains fast
my fate went by me with such a blast
with a touch of sorrow to black dress my soul
and several goodbyes
to soften my fall!
the breeze comes only to inflict my pain
and turn out some pages and bruises all the same
only fires and scars turned out onto his skin
once more,
blood, is the price of his sin.

yet he leaned down, to open his heart
to the sound, and his soul
both never apart...
pays well to listen, with what he owned
got up on his might
and carried me home!

many songs, he said, we forgot to sing
many joys, he said, we refused to bring
and smiled with a softened dreary bing
turned away!

"is there anyone out there...
who know how it is to be dead again?
my fate fooled me twice
will i ever be the same again?"

in darkness,
where no one can hear me
no one can save me...
in darkness,
i cant wait, for myself to grow young again!

i wash away all the blood on my hand...
as i realize that this, was my final stand!
once more,
my misery becomes my sight
as she leads me towards unlight
my own savior
my misery becomes...
my final fight!
its too late now for me
i await my fate, as upon we'll see
deliverance i know now
shall it never...
set me free!

By:
The Black Iris, Of The Luminous Imperious
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Reviews

[Cece]

life is misery and death
can only deliver you
i hate men and boys
are worst than ever

love always hurts and my savior is
the reaper i shall be heard
during my last scream of death
darkness is welcomed at last

Shroud to be my bedspread
and it will cover my secrets
my curse will be a mortician
with necrophilia unrest

[justjenn_2u]

Wow, speechless! To live you thought you needed to do this but how it turned your soul into death. You feel as if you will never be able to feel alive again but I know you will. You are traumatized and you can't escape that right now, but in time you will. You will, once again, be able to rationalize all that has happened.

Your words show pain, a pain many will never experience nor be able to relate to. You do a tremendous job expressing that. At this point I feel your emotions are overtaking you and you could care less the quality of the poem. But I tell you, the quality is better than ever. You rocked this out!