Click, Clack
Click, clack,
as the night nears black
No need for one when guilt is your gun
I’m not insane,
though the ones I’ve slain
still choose to haunt and I haven’t forgot
a single face
and I can’t erase
the terrible thoughts deaf with gunshots.
All are proud
when victims are found
but is it beauty in the eyes of the beholder when he lies?
Your tears are my own,
the ones not shown,
screaming inside, but to whom can I confide?
But suddenly it’s soon,
as we both knew,
when all you can hear whispering in your ear
is
Click, clack,
as the night turns black.
2007-12-13 09:27:15 · 5 answers · asked by Viva La Alexander! 2 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Poetry
good job, i love the click clack as the night turns black part.
2007-12-13 10:59:46 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
Not bad! You create a definite mood and image, and,yes, it's dark! Tip: Say "IN whom can I confide?"
2007-12-13 17:38:45 · answer #2 · answered by aida 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Nice keep up the great writing!
2007-12-13 17:52:55 · answer #3 · answered by Gene C 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Hey, that's pretty good! I hope it doesn't reflect your life or you should get some friends
2007-12-13 17:35:15 · answer #4 · answered by Rise, Lord Vader 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
im guessing its an anguished assassin who shoots people with a silenced pistol?
2007-12-13 17:38:54 · answer #5 · answered by Mark Mayo Boatner 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋