Holocaust

by Jen   Jul 31, 2005



Scaring me
knowing that i will slowly fade until end comes
and i know i will never stop
because there is an ultimate goal
and it scare s me to know that it will never be enough
but I'm ready
because the emptiness inside me feeds my soul
Its deafening the silence it makes me hear
and the blackouts that make me see
and in that twisted sense
somehow in that horror filled black is where I come alive
and there is a thin line that defines me
that defines everything around us
but thats the way i like it
that way i know I'M in control
even thought it scares me
it's not worth for me to fight it
because i know I'll loose
this is who i am , who i was , who i will be,
That one fact will bring me to none other than death
I'm not coming back from the holocaust

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  • 19 years ago

    by Lenny

    Hey :) I like this poem, its really good

  • 19 years ago

    by Katie

    that is really really good

  • 19 years ago

    by Iolana

    Hmm interesting name, not something you see to often :) Nicely written