To The Wolves
My malice turns tender under the gaze of your eyes
My heart spills out, My will and steel are tied
I absorbed the pain and found myself weaker for you
I tried to even the score, but I found myself paralysed
In your mind I'm foolish, incapable, unworthy
In the darkness of obsession you turned from me
Even if I'm nothing more than a pawn on the board
You were never the rose among thorns
Another wolf to bite at the flesh
Muscles twitch in agony, unrelenting
The tears shed and the blood is fresh
You turn to him, falsely repenting
All I am to you is a passing thought
All I am is another window and door
All I am is another body in the grave
Another fool who refuses to be saved
Turn the lights off, unveil dark luminescence
This pain, it's killing me tonight
It's much darker than adolescence
It's the aggression of an oppressed evil
It's an ancient wound, septic, poisoned
It's all over for me now, I could never save myself
Another morning to regret
My skin pale now, my eyes are red
I could talk to you and forget my place
Because I'm soon eclipsed by this feeling of death
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