Scorn

By namelessmadi

You aren't my friend
You never were
But your blood on the wall
Is what I prefer

All the nights you've kept me awake
Laying there in silence
Time is something you create

One by one, the lights go by
I can see only refections
From the corner of my eye

I feel the burning scorch my skin
Its harmful but soothing
As this new sensation will begin

Blood is pouring from my fingers
I pray that it will cease
But instead it flows more,
and the pain will increase

Waken by sense, I look around
I see nothing from the hell
That pinned me under ground

No fresh wounds,
no scars,
no trace
That is, until I turn around
and see my newly demented face

Changing all around,
I see how I was so cruel
I broke one little promise
One sworn rule

I truly believe
That we all pay for what we have done
Now I lay here to burn
Never again to see the sun

No one will find me
I lay here alone
I guess this is where it ends
this is home

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Copyright 2013 namelessmadi
Published on Sunday, May 26, 2013.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Haven't posted in sooo very long, felt this was due.
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