Yet You Smile

Your face change, change into someone I don't recognize,
Eyes gleam red, like the fire in the pitch black night.
Blue skies open, as the wind blows the clouds away,
Like your face, that changes with the flick of a switch,
Towers of trees stand on the vast plains of your hand,
Sharp ended sticks, the blood drops down from what you hold,
Why does it seem always so dark beneath your eyes,
"God I know, I know I am a sinner, but,"
I fall to my knees in front of you, my hands on the ground by your feet,
I struggle to breathe as my body falls to the ground,
Yet you seem to smile,
My last prayer lays on the ground with you, standing on it.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Lily Mae]

To humble yourself in forgiveness to be met with cold dismissal is the worst.. If only that one hand could reach down and pull you up... x

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A powerful deep read, like this.

[Pratik]

That was yet another dark poem.. but I also feel a touch of passion.. an act of submission of someone being overpowered in love...brilliant :)

[Miss Marie Riorden.]

Sorta sweet, I guess you could say
But in the first line I'd suggest you change both "change" to changes.

Altogether a good poem :P

-Marie-