call for redemptionA Poem by apocalypse
Between the "kill me" shrieks
Among the calls for a slay out There's that meek SOS The silent cry for redemption I'm giving up..but I'd want you to fight for me I'd want my rescue I'd like to be free Of all these voices .. fillng up my head The hollow echoes.. looming over my being Cussing my existence.. forcing me to beg for an end I'd like a saviour.. to take away this sting If I'd have a choice.. I'd give up the darkness But I want someone to clear it for me I've grown too weak to try.. Salvation..if any ..please be delivered I'm losing my grip Not too long now.. before the final meltdown ..before life's lashed by grim's final whip! © 2009 apocalypseReviews
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2 Reviews Added on December 27, 2009 Last Updated on December 27, 2009 Authorapocalypsejammu, IndiaAboutHaven't exactly figured out the "What i am" aspect of me. Self-introspection doesn't happen to be one my best talents. I am intrigued by the morose nuances of life, but that doesn't make me any less.. more..Writing
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