Myth of me

by Poe   May 21, 2006


Do you remember my face?
The color of my eyes?
The way I always thought I would still have that place?
The one for your love
The one of trust
But as I see I was shoved
Shoved off a cliff
Made to be poisoned
Made a myth
I'm slowly fading
But what do you care?
Focusing out the dim shadings
Of the room I once knew
The room where I spent so many nights
Sitting in the far corner
Holding myself tight
Trying to forget you
Telling myself it will never be again
That you will never care
That you will never hold me again
That our lips will never touch
That from now on I am lost
Cast out from this world
That I owe a deadly cost
One of my life
That has so little meaning
Take the knife
Raise it high
Take a breath
I'm gone

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