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..And Once Again, Your Words Have Failed Me
1 ReviewsA poem I recently wrote when I was very stressed and needed to let my creative juices flow. Criticism is highly appreciated.
I'm no longer here.
I'm not your hope.
But yet you still scream
and through the grey smoke,
I can see you pleading me..
to be everything.
But I am nothing.
Yes, I am nothing.
Falling through the clouds,
I open up my mouth.
It attempts to yell,
but my words tangle.
My mind's mangled
and I fall right into hell.
As the flames grasp at my face,
I can still see you, buried in hate.
You sprinkle yourself in ashes,
I pray and pray but it's too late.
My sins cry out
"Why did you doubt?!"
"You can be everything!"
As the fading light dies,
I finally see,
there's nothing you could do,
that could have saved me.
I'm not your hope.
But yet you still scream
and through the grey smoke,
I can see you pleading me..
to be everything.
But I am nothing.
Yes, I am nothing.
Falling through the clouds,
I open up my mouth.
It attempts to yell,
but my words tangle.
My mind's mangled
and I fall right into hell.
As the flames grasp at my face,
I can still see you, buried in hate.
You sprinkle yourself in ashes,
I pray and pray but it's too late.
My sins cry out
"Why did you doubt?!"
"You can be everything!"
As the fading light dies,
I finally see,
there's nothing you could do,
that could have saved me.
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