Face of the darknessA Poem by Eliza arabiThe thorns of the rose bed have resided in my skin I hope you’ve made the best you thought you could to win You could never be defenseless because im weak against your cruel lies All my life ive locked myself in my gut, (do you try , do you try) And ive fallen apart and bled hard as days went by Ive become the face of the darkness in search of something more Ive drowned in the darkness , my minds at war. My soul closed out, my heart stepped on. I feel no breath, I feel no beat, Time grabs me , By the wrist and takes me back to you. Lied through your walls so thick, how could you? Knowing you destroyed a life, how do you even sleep at night? Everything you said tore me down, so hollow and bitter. I grew up in flames, ones with a passion of hate. But I guess you were right, I guess im a quitter But remember karma is cruel, and so can be fate Paranoias all I might have, But one day even your sunset will be fake. Your conscience will burn you, Just like you set fire to my dreams. You will shatter with your tongue acerbic Just like the sour pain on my trembling lips The pain that takes me away to no escape Im stumbling and my weakened knees are crumbling The devil wears a smile, but one day you’ll fall And ill wait the fear to which im endlessly awake © 2016 Eliza arabi |
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Added on March 19, 2016 Last Updated on March 19, 2016 AuthorEliza arabiCasablanca, Casablanca-Settat, MoroccoAboutHello! I am a 27 year old American Pakistani currently residing in Morocco. I studied Applied Psychology and currently work as an educator. I have always loved movies, books, and writing. I worked o.. more..Writing
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