My past is riddled with terrible deeds
The creator of the bad kind of creed
I hold myself responsible
For all that I have done
And now I must burn.
Skeletons have filled up my closet.
There’s someone hiding beneath my bed
All this is killing me to the point of giving up
I try to hold on looking up at the sun
Thinking there may be hope, but now I must burn.
At this very moment,
I have lost my mind
Self- flagellating,
thankfully losing my pride
I have come to realize
that I must be the Devil
If not Satan,
then I must be his son
And since I live in hell anyway,
it’s easier to burn.
Hurt too many people
without even realizing it
Now I am caught
in a crazy furious fit
Things are happening which would
certainly change me forever
They had been awaiting me,
lying dormant
Waiting for this very moment,
when I would start to burn.
The fire has engulfed me,
I am lost in the flames
Too much has gone wrong,
it must be my bane
What for is this all happening,
I have thought
It is but my wrongdoing,
all just a stupid stunt
And now I must pay the price,
I must burn.
Once the process is complete,
and there are only ashes left
To the girl who stole my heart,
it was the most amazing theft
I am sorry I have hurt you so,
now I set you free
My last breath vanquished,
you could not save me
But that is how I wished it so;
keep me now in your urn.
My time has ended, beautifully so,
I saw you while I burnt.
6 comments:
The last para was very INTERESTING...!!
Nice that you think so, but what about it interested you?
This:
"My time has ended, beautifully so,
I saw you while I burnt."
VERY. VERY. HEAVY.
And that is merely something very ingrained in my philosophy. Glad it made such an impact on you, of all people. It would apply to you too, you know.
Ingrained? I don't think I would forget it in the next ten lives; its etched into my soul, for all I know !
Like I said, it applies to you. :-D
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