Purity

by Cola   May 3, 2007


Trickling down my face,
You are all to blame.
All this torture you have done,
You should be ashamed.

For you have stole my soul,
Not caring how I fall,
But this horror doesn't stop
Not until you take it all.

I give up today at last,
So tired and sick of your pain.
I go outside with my blade,
My, it is pouring rain.

I am not sure yet if I will,
But I will if I must.
If the incision doesn't kill me,
Then will the rust.

I stay here a long time.
Trying to stay alive,
Then one of Them come.
I don't want to survive.

I finally choose to die
To forget all of this pain
I am in love, but at once, lost
I am not sure I am sane.

I miss his hold,
His velvety cool voice.
Ever since that night,
I have heard no noise.

She wanted me sad,
To kill my inside.
She took it out on him
Now I have so much to hide.

I realize I feel empty,
Tired if you may.
You see, I had done it.
I wouldn't see another day.

Crimson surrounds my body,
As a pool of freedom and cure.
I am soon to leave this world,
I am now pure.

As I look back on my life,
I am relieved to go.
My body is now limp.
Death was coming to slow.

I no longer see, or hear,
Just taste.
I taste victory and happiness,
I now see his face.

We join in heaven together.
And we will always be.
I will never know if I will be missed,
And I never want to see.

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  • 17 years ago

    by The Sky is Falling

    Amazingly written 5/5 I love it. Keep up the good work

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