Post by bloodredtears on May 17, 2004 23:57:16 GMT -5
Pleas and Tanks
May 17, 2004
10:59 pm
my soul has been stripped
laid open to your eyes
and you laugh as it huddles
in a corner, scared and vulnerable
pain rips through it
like dozens of knives stabbing
at the tender flesh
exposed to your cruelties
laying there, gasping to hold on
it watches warily as you approach,
nearer you draw, to give the last,
shattering blow
One last plea springs forth
from trembling lips
but your face says much
and your actions say more
Swiftly you strike
and the last breath is taken
as my soul gives up the battle
without ever having fought its fate
May 17, 2004
10:59 pm
my soul has been stripped
laid open to your eyes
and you laugh as it huddles
in a corner, scared and vulnerable
pain rips through it
like dozens of knives stabbing
at the tender flesh
exposed to your cruelties
laying there, gasping to hold on
it watches warily as you approach,
nearer you draw, to give the last,
shattering blow
One last plea springs forth
from trembling lips
but your face says much
and your actions say more
Swiftly you strike
and the last breath is taken
as my soul gives up the battle
without ever having fought its fate