Poem: Struggle
I havn't written a poem in about three or four months, so I thought I should write another one and this is what I came up with. Feedback, and ego stroking welcome. Struggle
Wake me up, before I die.
Staring, awkwardly to the sky,
lying there, hold me close.
As I stare; comatose.
Sleep so long.
It feels so wrong.
My soul's undone,
I cry for fun.
Red drops of liquid eternity,
life force flowing.
My life force, going.
My life force, slowing.
Dead eyes staring at a world unreal.
Dead heart beating, the blood; my seal.
Your soul is lost, to the Forever Forge.
One last time I cry.
I can feel it.
My life force flowing,
going. Slowing.
Gone.
One last time, I live the lie.
I watch you rise,
and then
you die.
To put it in context, its about a couple, and the man is in a Coma. The wife is sad, and its like a conversation between them. If you get what I mean.
Last edited by Akashic_Librarian; 02-02-2008 at 07:15 AM.
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