Poem I wrote during English class.
My heart beat is slow
But my mind is racing
All I've been doing is pacing
This need, this desire
It burns like hell fire
Your face haunts my dreams
And thought it seems
Like it's only a phase
This need will not pass with the days
You ignore my existance
Though I now face the kiss of death
My idenity will wash away in the waves
But a star will be placed upon your grave
I cry out your name with my last breath
You still ignore me, even in death
My soul will wait for you in the heavens above
Even then, will there be love?
It first started out as a poem about a man lusting after another man, then it turned into a one sided love story. This is the best work I've done for a while, so I thought it would be right to put it up here. Hope you enjoy it.
 The_Broken_Angel_Of_Time · Mon Sep 21, 2009 @ 01:22am · 0 Comments |
