Blood on my hands
By ComeLittleLeaves
I long for the days of hope
the days of brightness and fun
of
dancing in the rain
and smiling at the sun
I long for
you to hold me
and wish for everyday
to have again what once
we had
but now you've pulled away
I know the fault is
mine
there's no one else to blame
for the pain I've caused you
I deserve to feel ashamed
I'm sorry that I hurt you
that
was never in my plans
I have come to recognize
the blood is
on my hands
Further down into the dark
my feet they carry
me
into the dungeon of despairs
for the tortured soul that's
me
What you see cannot be real
there is no beauty here
just a fragment of a girl
swallowed up be her fear
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Copyright 2011 ComeLittleLeaves
Published on Thursday, June 9, 2011.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
Beutifully written
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On Thursday, November 10, 2011, Devilish
(2633) wrote:
I love it... Hello there and welcomet to Darkpoetry....
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On Wednesday, June 8, 2011, pureevil8
(48) wrote:
Excellent piece, well written.
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On Wednesday, June 8, 2011, Meadowhawk
(160) wrote:
Well done. Nice meter and flow.
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A former member wrote:
I can feel the remorse of regretted actions. good job