Broken Promise, Kinda creepy, but... |
Broken Promise, Kinda creepy, but... |
Jul 22 2004, 03:57 PM
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Your Broken Promise
Your pleading eyes stare up at me, blank. I hold no sympathy, you brought this unto yourself. Your skin has turned glacial, freezing my hands to your throat, you broke your promise. Silently, you curse me, although this is impossible. You make an oath to never let me rest. This is not my fault, you brought this unto yourself. I hold you under, whispering ‘how could you do this to me’ You had given up the struggle, ‘I thought you had loved me’ Angered at you refusal to defend yourself, enraged by your trusting gaze I scream and hold my breath I kick out and resurface Air severs through my lungs ripping it to peices. You reach out to my neck murmuring of how I’d betrayed you and how I had brought this upon myself. How this was all my fault. You didn’t want to do this; I could see it in your eyes But then your vision fogged and I was left in some surprise Blinded by furious anger You shoved me down Below the frozen lakes edge Your screams are turned to a buzz when I was shoved under the water a buzz of angry locusts as they multiplied by the thousands The sound of death was welcoming I knew my deed was done As he stopped flailing I knew I could only run Your eyes are searching as they fill with tears You stare down at your hands in wonder What had you just done? I had to get rid of him but no, that wasn’t right He didn’t exist anymore He was just an empty carcass. But where could I put him? Away from prying eye I glared around in frustration Maybe under those bushes there, thinking I must try You burst into tears then, as you drag me from the pond, Your arms are oh so very weak And you slip and hit your head. I long to reach out and help you, reach out, or call your name Something to try to save you because it wouldn’t be the same My eyes open, slowly, though I cannot move I don’t know what I’m doing here or why I could not move Two lovers caught in an endless battle between right and wrong Both were killed that very same night Both souls had taken flight Walking slowly, Hand in hand up a white stone staircase Up towards the light One was heaven sent The other was bound for hell |
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minorxthreat Broken Promise Jul 22 2004, 03:57 PM
J.K very..graphic. its pretty good...but one question.... Jul 22 2004, 05:10 PM
minorxthreat oO i never noticed. haha. -just goes to show how m... Jul 22 2004, 05:27 PM
POonSKi omg! dis is awesum! Jul 23 2004, 11:54 PM
black_cloud10 took a me a minute to adjust to the going back and... Jul 24 2004, 12:05 AM![]() ![]() |