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Systematic Overdrive
A conclusion
Never an answer
Seeking truth
Believing a lie
Looking for hope
Hoping to die
Life lifts with a final attempt
Eyes filled with pain and regret
I wished upon a shooting star
And wished you back into my arms
Too late spoke softly like an autumns breeze
They'll never forgive me
They won't remember
The name who saved all when all was dead
They'll never forgive you
for being this way
Wilted flowers reach towards the sky with hopes for the drink of life
While my wrist is severed by your rusted knife
Never an answer
Seeking truth
Believing a lie
Looking for hope
Hoping to die
Life lifts with a final attempt
Eyes filled with pain and regret
I wished upon a shooting star
And wished you back into my arms
Too late spoke softly like an autumns breeze
They'll never forgive me
They won't remember
The name who saved all when all was dead
They'll never forgive you
for being this way
Wilted flowers reach towards the sky with hopes for the drink of life
While my wrist is severed by your rusted knife
Published 27th Jul 2012
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27th Jul 2012 4:41pm
Good read, the imagery is definitely there when your reading this. I like it.
28th Jul 2012 4:15am
Anonymous
22nd Aug 2012 8:11pm
I liked the flow and the condemnation in this piece. I love the image you placed in my head. It's the little details like that which set a poem apart.
AlwaysCaliban
AlwaysCaliban
22nd Aug 2012 8:17pm
Thank you. ^_^
For the longest, I've tried to set imagery. In my earlier writing days, I felt like all I could express was feelings. When I really wanted a story/image. So the reader could feel and see the expression and know what was going through my mind.
For the longest, I've tried to set imagery. In my earlier writing days, I felt like all I could express was feelings. When I really wanted a story/image. So the reader could feel and see the expression and know what was going through my mind.
