i don't know why, but this is my new favourite poem of mine. hope you enjoy!


The Shadows of Death

Blood pouring from every orifice
Formed by this sharp blade.
You've left me here alone to bleed
And end this premature life.

You betrayed me.

Forsook me.

How could you leave me
All alone in the dark
With no company
Except
For this sharp, silver companion,
Soaked in a fluid
With a flamboyant, crimson tint?

Rapidly losing life
And vigour,
Hooked on this vendetta
That's consuming me.
I've gone past
The point of no return.

It's too late to undo
The mistake I've made –
The one that's cost me my life;
The one leaving me
Lying in a puddle
Of my own charcoal blood.

The last image in my head
Is that of your face –
Verminous,
Yet beautiful.
I can't seem to
Make up my mind.

But now,
There's no need to,
For the shadows of death
Have devoured me.



Poetry by lexie
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Written on 2008-05-13 at 20:36

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