Solitary Death

by mier   Jan 4, 2007


Burn my soul,
above the hands of death.
My heart is sold,
there's nothing in me left.

Tie my hands with thorns,
and let them bleed.
I won't feel the pain,
when i finally fall asleep.

kiss my grave,
at the solitary cemetery.
No one will be there,
it's only you and me.

The view is dead,
it's only mist and stone.
The words are read,
from the carvings on my bone.

Don't mourn for me,
or i'll show my wrath.
i'm happy to be dead,
with my solitary death.

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  • 17 years ago

    by cory

    Oh i loved it all i can't even pick a favorite part you rock!!5/5you should check out some of my stuff.

    Cory

  • 17 years ago

    by Nix

    This poem has superb atmosphere and it is very dark and emotional. You created some powerful pictures in my mind, I like the rhythm of it, it is also very touching. Deathly beautiful... I enjoyed reading it, this piece absolutely deserves 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by ~â‚£ading |nspiration~

    Hmm...like the vocabs...but I thk u can do better than this...=)

  • 17 years ago

    by Hebe

    Great poem, dark.
    Nice piece of writing.

  • 17 years ago

    by Nyx

    Incredible imagry...these are the lines with the most energy."tie my hands with thorns...i wont feel the pain when i fall asleep"...there are times when some ppl just need peace...the carved words are also good diction..nice...oh and u got a .....thas right a 5...lol

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