Unkind

Unkind

A Poem by funeralmoon

 feel the hurt

feel the sting

see the unkind void

has it hurt

anything

to say goodbye

its your turn


 

face my death

breathe me in

fight darkness

once more

let this fall

lets finally begin

 

take a breath


taste the lips

of forgotten sin

drown in violence

that lies within,

 

face what lies beneath

a broken heart that was true

of a heart so unkind

one belongs to you

 

take a breath


face me in the dark

taste the lies,

taste the sin

fight this battle

in the death

you can't win

 

 

take a breath

here it is

does it hurt

if it could

it will return

i hope you hurt

like you should

 

face what you left behind

a broken heart that was true

of a heart so unkind

belonged to you

 

take a breath


does it hurt

like it should

you stole

my world

taste my death

cause you could

 

take a breath


face me

in the dark

taste the fight

of this heart

breathe the sin

fight this battle

one you can't win

 

find what lies in me

the one left behind

in the dark

you can't see

i will show you unkind

 

 

© 2010 funeralmoon


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Last line. Nice.
Well written and well flowing poen, whose expressions are flaring and uncontrollable, great job.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Ian
Not only your flow was good but the whole poem was i really got into it "take a breath here it is does it hurt if it could it will return i hope you hurt like you should" that part got me saying wow she got spark


Posted 14 Years Ago


a very cool piece ... a deep and well expressed piece..liked the whole feel of this piece and thought the ending was great..overall nice job on this kind of lyrical!!!

Posted 14 Years Ago


great ending to an overall great piece. had a really great flow like most of your work. great job.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Damn. Pretty good, the word choice is excellent. Ill take it you got your inspiration from Breaking Benjamin?

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on February 26, 2010
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funeralmoon
funeralmoon

Wonderland



About
We can only erase words, but not our past. I am a minimalist, who loves writing, painting, and nature. I write what I feel because it is a good outlet to channel my emotions through. I feel like.. more..

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