Cold Shoulder

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By MrsPeterson

I am transparent A whisper of wind My soul is lost It matters not It seems so quiet now I walk accross the path of despair I know not where I stand My thoughts are not counted Days pass me by I can see your shadow I am standing in it You've changed my life And you'll never know I just want it to end At last I'd be free I can't take it anymore I thought that I knew you But only in my dreams An image But In reality Sadness consumes me I cannot predict What lies ahead This darkness is as cold as ice Still I stand here On a beach by the ocean Retracing your footsteps I swear I'm walking forward But I seem to be moving backwards Death has come It greets me with an evil grin Leads me to his depressing prison Where torture is pleasure And pleasure is torture I need you not My prayers do not phase you You are nothing to me Just as I am to you Bruises are as birthmarks Upon my skin The devil has come to save me Because you God turned the other shoulder And left me here to wait in your shadow I would rather go to hell Then know that you could not forgive my sins

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