Whisper (the sacred vow)

by NeferNoir   Dec 24, 2006


The sun is dying,
I pray to death.
The hearse kept bleeding,
I can't stand again.
Fallen.
Spent.

I hold on to thorns,
immobilizing lies.
When the moon is black,
I kill my eyes.
Torn.
Defeated.

Darkness is falling,
the candle is dead.
I suffered too soon,
touniquet has fade.
Gone.
Sacrificed.

Vengeance without a soul,
I beg to die.
Smile for the last time,
the last goodnight.
Ignored.
Missing.

The sword pierces me to kill you,
look in the eyes of the grim reaper.
Don't scream my name.
Whisper.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Jenni Marie

    The darkness in this is overwhelming, really grips the reader from start to finish.
    I found this to have so much beauty and elegance..incredibly dark, yes. But a beautiful piece of writing nontheless.

  • 17 years ago

    by missy

    Great poem, i like the darkness and mystery you have going on. it's something different and appealing, i like the style.

  • 17 years ago

    by Koriey Korrupted

    Something about his poems just gets to me..its amazing

    Always,
    Koriey

  • 17 years ago

    by Im pervocative and talkative

    Hey i love your pome it's soo deep and depressing I LOVE IT!!!!

  • 17 years ago

    by xPerfect Chaosx

    I loved it!!!!!! Keep up the great work!! 5/5!!!
    Much Love,
    ~*Danielle*~

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