The Unamed Feeling
The fist ive held for years
wont go away
wont undo
cant undo
your heart solid as ice
i feel my demons crawl up my spine
i can see them hurt me
they get in my head and screw me up
just like the pills you gave me
My demons wont leave they rome the house
when im gone they go with me
the unamed feeling i feel
which i cant describe a type of fear
a type of guilt
You cant explain it
you wont say it
one day ill be gone
the feeling will remain for the next
the one who buys this house the one who takes up my demon with they they will have ne
peace no rest and not a sound they will speak
my demon is strong
he wont ever leave
dont turn around he is here
your eyes turn black and the soul you sold is gone
i will never sell mine
not like you i have already sold it to god
i stand infront of
he whispers my child
remember i died for you
i love you more than anyone has loved you
dont let your demons your friends
change you my little one
let me give you life!
Copyright © Shayla Dendinger | Year Posted 2011
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