Silents and shadows fill's my mind.
the darkness of my life;
verses the torment of my brain
The light through the window shows dim against my skin.
The tingle down my spine proves this is'nt the first time.
My nerves tight
and, my body stiff
my mind wound tight with wander.
The gun held steady in my hand
as my finger gently stroked the trigger
when he slipped through the door.
I take one step out
raise my arm
find the trigger
and in one motion i pull.
His life gone.
The sound of the bullet soft against the night
as the silencer deafens its voice.
His mind obliterated;
his memory gone;
his whole lifes wanders shattered
as his body hit the floor.
No more love;
no more pain;
his heart broken as the metal pierced
his love was non-existant.
He was a ghost.
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ok this poem is a lyrical poem so please if it does not rhyme it is going with a flow.
2007-12-13
15:13:47
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what do you think of the poem?
what can i do to change the story to make it better?
~*~*~*Chela*~*~*~*~*~
2007-12-13
15:14:50 ·
update #1