Dream
I think of death, I dream of youThe whispers in my ear
You fight to live
I live to fight
An eternal struggle
Such is life
Only a whisper in my ear
I sing to live
You sing to die
Only death could raise us up
I dream of death
Only if it comes
I dream of death, I think of you
A whisper in my ear
Only you can save me
From this hell they call
Life
A soul will live
A sparrow dies
The life in which we live
I call upon the living dead
If only for a whim
A whisper bids
I bide my time
And wait
For a moment
Then spring
With the might
Of nothing
In which this life I live.
You call to me, your sweet words say
To come to you
For only you can save
Alas, I disregard
The only thing that saves
For I, myself, with all my might
Must die.
A whisper in my ear
posted by Kathryn at
11/30/2005 02:26:00 PM
2 comment(s):
um, no offense but that was kind of dark and scary. where did you get that. if im not mistaken, its vaugly suicidal
By
Anonymous, at
6:54 PM
Dark and scary, that's me. No offence take. Sorry, I guess writing dark poems is just my way expressing my "dark side", lol.
By
Kathryn, at
10:48 PM
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