eclipiseAngel
01-22-2007, 11:56 PM
Okay this is the poem I used for when I was in school of course they thought I was some depressed child wrong it's just a poem even if it sad.
A tragic story carved on a gravestone
Is yet a story left untold and unknown
Untreated scars sore with the pain of sorrow
A cry that will remain unheard today as well as tomorrow
Death's silent voice whispers it's way inside my ear
And I weep without shedding a single tear
In my field of silence I stand alone
And to the world I speak in a death-like tone
I speak the words society fails to understand
And through the thorns I've walked without a helping hand
Beneath the barren ground lies the death of beauty
Locked away into the loneliness of obscurity.
The portrait of life has lost it's color
And to the arms of death, I run like a child to it's mother
Life itself is the deadliest of all sins
A harmful truth yet revealed on the surface of one's skin
The path I walk is forever unkown all I know is that I am alone.
A tragic story carved on a gravestone
Is yet a story left untold and unknown
Untreated scars sore with the pain of sorrow
A cry that will remain unheard today as well as tomorrow
Death's silent voice whispers it's way inside my ear
And I weep without shedding a single tear
In my field of silence I stand alone
And to the world I speak in a death-like tone
I speak the words society fails to understand
And through the thorns I've walked without a helping hand
Beneath the barren ground lies the death of beauty
Locked away into the loneliness of obscurity.
The portrait of life has lost it's color
And to the arms of death, I run like a child to it's mother
Life itself is the deadliest of all sins
A harmful truth yet revealed on the surface of one's skin
The path I walk is forever unkown all I know is that I am alone.