Whats the purpose...

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by the Wavering God, Aug 2, 2007.

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  1. You watch as I fall behind,
    You stare as I can't be found,
    Why should I be kind,
    You didn't make a sound,
    I'm lost in the dark,
    I can't find my way,
    You're right on mark,
    But i'm not there today,
    You walk a mile ahead,
    I fall behind once more,
    You don't know I'm dead,
    as I fall to the floor,
    The air to thick to breathe,
    my energy drained from inside,
    what am I to believe?
    I run and hide,
    I can feel the icy grip,
    of deaths hand on my shoulder,
    the long scyths' tip,
    seems friendly as I grow older,
    yet the candle still burns,
    though small and weak,
    the grim scyth turns,
    and looks to the peak,
    though out of reach,
    teh icy arm extends,
    my barriers a breach,
    and give way and bend,
    my life feels drained,
    as I'm cold and alone,
    my heart is trained,
    to be cold as deaths bone,
    I watch from the fog,
    as you search in vain,
    I'm stuck in this bog,
    and reach out in pain,
    the cold icy snow of winter,
    dark clouds float above,
    the soul barefoot hunter,
    and a small white dove,
    the snowy ice under cold feet,
    cracks and splinters underneath,
    the blue skin, the loss of heat,
    the dove holds a wreath,
    sudden panick and loss of breath,
    paralized body and mind,
    cold icy grip of death,
    the thought of being left behind...
    Sudden silence and peace,
    the soul is set free,
    the soul feels peace,
    A family plants a tree,
    one to remember and grow,
    the one soul lost and forgotten,
    though now remembered like a hard blow,
    to the center of the rotten,
    the ones who left it whither,
    the ones who let it fade,
    they suffer together,
    how they had made,
    a wayward soul left alone,
    forgotten, lost, and left to die,
    now peacefully left on its own,
    the sad ones no longer may try,
    to save the lost ones cry,
    of pain and misery never heard.
     
  2. pisces-music-girl

    pisces-music-girl Well-Known Member

    :hug: Very emotional, I liked it very, very much.

    I do believe that with a little editing it would be absoultely fantastic. But if you decide not to edit it, I love it all the same.
     
  3. expressive_child

    expressive_child Well-Known Member

    This is very good. Keep it up!
     
  4. What would you suggest editing?
     
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