theangus

Well, supposedly today is SG poetry day, so I guess I'll put up something uber early, so here's something I wrote last week.

Your silence screams that fatal word
Upon your weak and broken breath
The cold breaks through my shattered soul
I kiss your lips and pray for death
Your eyes are dark
Much like the sky
I stare at you
And wonder why
Your hands are limp
Your body's cold
I gave you my heart
Now it's sold
Off to the place where sadness creeps
And fills the blood that's in your lips
I pull myself away from this
I'm scarred
I'm scared
You're sacred there
Just in the moonlight
No one cares
I touch your lips to try again
The death won't come
I'm caving in
To the slender shiver of everything in it
You have the last sliver of our minute...


hope you enjoy my poem.