My Hearts Last Breath

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by IntheEnd, Apr 16, 2006.

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  1. IntheEnd

    IntheEnd New Member

    I wrote this poem when i was about 13 but kept it in a personal journal. It ment something to me then and although not perfect poetry i will never change it because it represent a certain time in my life, maybe you can relate it to yourself? Or maybe it's just anouther poem. Well here it is hope you enjoy.

    My hearts last breath calls your name

    I'd choose death over all this pain

    your smell still lingers ever-after near

    still ghostly scent as though you were still here

    dreams of the future shattered and broken

    to waste went the words that we had both spoken

    no more waking up to the welcoming sun

    to find you lying there my everything, the one

    our road ends here it separate in two

    though my road longs to follow you

    found is the answer to my longing bliss of life

    it is here in this steel cold blunt ridged knife

    I've hit a dead end with nowhere to go

    so i take my release and let the red liquor flow
  2. BrokenPieces

    BrokenPieces Well-Known Member

    wow powerful...

    Your a great writer... Hopefully you might see this one day...

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