Prince Of Death

by aisyned   Jan 24, 2007


My heart was empty of love but filled with hate,
hating life,
nothing comforted me,
except my shiny knife,

i put it against my wrist,
watch the pain pour free,
but do they know,
why in the world would someone care about me,

one day i took it too far,
i sat in the corner and cut my biggest vein,
no one heard me,
cry out in pain,

the first time i have felt something,
i felt deaths prince riding to wards me,
he has come,
to set me free,

as he gets closer,
my heart slows down,
and covered in blood,
is my night gown,

i finally close my eyes,
and i am surrounded by fire,
and i realize,
my prince is a liar,

he said I'd be happy,
but my soul burns and it hurts me,
but the devil doesn't care,
let alone does he see,

if i could redo it,
i probably would,
and if i am lucky,
i would be good,

but now the fire,
burns my skin,
and my once perfect body,
is burned and thin,

but the prince of death tricked me,
into killing myself,
but i can't blame him,
because i did it myself,

he is a tricky man,
his cute looks too away my breath,
whatever you do,
don't trust the prince of death................

by,Denysia Chapman-madden

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  • 17 years ago

    by Godofpain

    Hey. I really like this one. Shows some real depth. Makes alot of sence and has alot of meaning