"blood In Vain Falls Heavy"

Nothing hurts me now, been the one to fall, painless, no feelings for my friends, not caring for the family
I once died for, another mind, another perspective, nothing holding me back, my time wasted building a life, 
now is gone, breaking every promise i now hate this, gone by for blood, searching for the horizon, theres 
nothing to look inside my chest, you wont even find the minimum, my soul, in vain i fought, i didnt wanted 
money either the world, just respect, my tribute offered for faithless, i dont have eyes for this anymore, get 
up and leave this room, dont talk to me with pity on your broken tone, i dont care if you offer me your soul or 
your slavery, leave, i dont need you here, dont look my way anymore, dont even ask about me again, i hang 
my feelings nights ago, i suffocated my heart with good memories days ago, i forgot the man i was, become a 
cold and reckless one, my cold instinct blinds the wind you breath, heavy fall to my dark little world, far gone 
from this land, far gone for this place, out of your side and out of your mind, your now left alone in this life 
with no one to cry too or to talk too, long rest the man i was, he is dead, gone, dont mourn for him, dont 
write about him and dont talk about him, is over for You and your pityful little game.

Long rest the feelings tonight!
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Culverhouse Avatar
September 23, 2010 at 6:36 AM
ARe you a soldier? You write as if you have seen battles.
Brown Avatar
June 10, 2010 at 11:46 AM
It was a pleasure to read your poetry this afternoon Derek. Wishing you another day filled with inspiration. Love, Carol
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