Categories > Original > Poetry > Mirror,Mirror on the wall..Who is the next one to fall?
All the Rage in my lonely black heart,
Cannot protect me From the Dark.
It wraps its Claws around my throat,
While making Me Twist and Choke.
I'm never coming back after this,
No matter how much my soul might Wish.
Close up my Casket and Lay me down,
I'm In too deep to ever be Found.
Was I ever in your dreams Did I make you smile?
I would endure Hell forever, It would be worth while.
You were always in my dreams, Hating me,
But I can never hate you, No matter how its kills me.
Do you remember the movie you want to see?
Everyday you asked to go with me.
I Watched it the other day and I cried,
Imagining you Critizing Them by my side.
Pretend That you're not gone and You're alive,
Driving myself insane because I know you died.
All I have is the memory of the last time I saw you,
You were laughing and Hugged me tight.
A week later I heard you Weren't alive.
I always thought we'd all grow old together,
And Watch our children meet each other.
But that was Childish to Assume that It would last,
But it was good while we lasted.
I keep repeating your name, Like it makes any difference,
Never will it bring you back from the Holy distance.
But I still try.
Cannot protect me From the Dark.
It wraps its Claws around my throat,
While making Me Twist and Choke.
I'm never coming back after this,
No matter how much my soul might Wish.
Close up my Casket and Lay me down,
I'm In too deep to ever be Found.
Was I ever in your dreams Did I make you smile?
I would endure Hell forever, It would be worth while.
You were always in my dreams, Hating me,
But I can never hate you, No matter how its kills me.
Do you remember the movie you want to see?
Everyday you asked to go with me.
I Watched it the other day and I cried,
Imagining you Critizing Them by my side.
Pretend That you're not gone and You're alive,
Driving myself insane because I know you died.
All I have is the memory of the last time I saw you,
You were laughing and Hugged me tight.
A week later I heard you Weren't alive.
I always thought we'd all grow old together,
And Watch our children meet each other.
But that was Childish to Assume that It would last,
But it was good while we lasted.
I keep repeating your name, Like it makes any difference,
Never will it bring you back from the Holy distance.
But I still try.
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