Reaper's Ecstasymature
I'm wandering, hunted somewhere in the dark
My life, my path would corrupt the purest of hearts
In the sprawl and the hustle of the city
A sense of escape is a treason against me
I tried to find love
But my senses are broken
I think somewhere I've lost my way
Lost all sense of love and grace
Sinking deeper and deeper without a trace
I look in the mirror, Is this even my face
Wayward, blazing blindly into the wars
I whirl past the broken homes in the dusk
I'm wounded, and the dressing is septic
They say, gods may pave the way home
But I stand broken, snarling and sceptic
Heroin, Cocaine so sweet to me
A blaze of colours, a reaper's ecstasy
The city lights are playing tricks on me
I've felt another world, I've seen what your eyes will never see
I think somewhere I've lost my way
Lost all sense of love and grace
Sinking deeper and deeper without a trace
I look in the mirror, Is this even my face
I've tried to make things right
Return to them what I'd stolen
Denounce the demons that control me
Mend the hearts that were broken
But I love and hate this life at the same time
I abhor and adore my ways, my crimes
I'm still waiting for an answer to it all
I'm still recovering, from the break and shock of my fall
My fall from grace
I think somewhere I've lost my way
Lost all sense of love and grace
Sinking deeper and deeper without a trace
I look in the mirror, Is this even my face
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