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Her Name Is

Something inside me is yurning lifleless breath i'm learning bloody palms the cold nights are calm but heres my alibi! but heres my alibi! I fear her name.. I fear her name.. DEATH! DEATH! I have come up with reason not to go along with her words so i put this down on paper but so deep that nothings much safer the great heroine of each the pain grows inside me like a leach she likes my pain but i'm insane how can it be so right but all along so wrong I fear her name.. I fear her name.. this is nothing but her game her name is death but i'm so cold dead with no soul she eats at my heart with 30 seconds left to life she's way to smart she knows your name she has my name death is silence its what i fear for its the last name you'll hear i have problems my dear winter nights she fears thes heights she may be deaths kiss and there's nothing to miss her name is DEATH! what is her game bloodshed rain so cold and in pain i understand what this true pain is waking up without a soul; existing forever, but always alone i know where sorrow is born in icy depths of mans empty heart; her spirit of love to tear apart i see misery in every face knowing no mercy, nor joy, nor peace; only death can bring them ease i hear loathing in every word ever breath a burning pain; lies, deciet, and wraths distane i feel hat inside all mankind rotting filth, disease decay; in ther deffense, nothing to say i taste the rotten flesh of skin toxic putrescense, bitter and vile; evil by nature, the mind of a child i am the truth in all that you feel my humanity stolen, compassion gone; i am that which you know is wrong i am in misery and darkness complete knowing no other than that of my soul; destined for solitude, i am always alone

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Date: 12/25/2012 1:08:00 AM
alienation is the most difficult part of life to face... another gut wrenching write...
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