Ural

By Deaths Apostle

Pounding from the sky,
These words, they merely are.
I feel them fall around me,
But none shall pierce my heart

Your face seems to glow,
Your soul seems too bright.
My walls collapse.
My heart, it doth fall.

Words spill from your lips,
They stab my chest like knives.
I can give you my all,
But you only want my soul.

I can play your game,
Don't think I won't ,
But only for so long
Will I take the blame.

This battle for my soul,
Won't you end it soon?
I thought I could fight,
But for you, my heart is weak.

Please let me go,
Don't make me scream.
These tears, they aren't real
This pain, it doesn't feel.

I told you to let go of me
I warned you to let me free
My blade slits your throat
All's you can do is bleed

You've taken my soul,
So I take my knife, 
Run it through your skin.
Vengeance overwhelms me.

Through my tears I cannot see,
Through the pain I cannot feel.

Thinking back,
What was so bad?
The only thing you said,
'I love you'

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Copyright 2010 Deaths Apostle
Published on Tuesday, March 23, 2010.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Inspired by the song 'Ural' by Apocalyptica, it's another purely instrumental song that I have written to...Enjoy
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  • A former member wrote: Intense in every way. The pace of desperation quickens through to the end. It was like a morbid reflection with a twist. I truly enjoyed this. =)

  • A former member wrote: It is hard letting people love us. It makes us vulneable, even more so if we love them back. Killing the source of the often times painful emotion of love seems like a natural instinct at times. But, allowing the root of love to take hold in the soil of your soul can also be irreversible. This piece does a good job portaying the battle our heart can sometimes wage. I like it, good work.---Draven.

  • A former member wrote: I like the overall development, the pace is a little quick for me, but maybe that's the hangover thinkin. Ya know, anymore, I'd like to get to know the personas involved.... maybe some well placed thick descriptors... but then, that may make it less of a poem and more of a story. Anyway. I like the concept very much... there's a twistedness that seems incorrigible, and absolute, and does not love steal one's soul? Well conceived, good work, the meter is crisp, very measured and cleanly structured, the rhyme not overbearing but ushering along. Still I feel like I need to be drawn into the situ more.... be well and thanks.

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