Evil branches out

by kevin Boundy AKA the ghost   Feb 19, 2009


I feel my heart grow cold
And I feel my skin grow pale
In case you guys couldn't tell
This is another terrifying fairy tale

My lungs blacken
With every breath I take
My body feels weaker
With every step I make

My hands feels like sandpaper
Against your silky soft skin
Right about now existing
Feels like a sin

So far I'm still alone
And it seems as if I can't find a home
I sit here drunk and my eyes
Keep traveling to that shiny chrome

Feeling life creep into my essence
Every time I see your face
I wish I would have known
You were the angel of grace

For you have blessed me with your presence
And have haunted me with your frown
I don't care I'll do what it takes
To turn that frown upside down

I walk the thin line between
Hell and this earth
But the second you look into my eyes
I know what my life is worth

Life may be hard without a doubt
But you are all I can think about
I try to remain happy with what i have
But evil branches out

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  • 15 years ago

    by Annie aka shadow

    Hey like like time poem, yeah this is how i feel most of the time.

    annie