they reason i write

If you're looking for the word that means caring for someone beyond all rationality and wanting them to have everything they want no matter how much it destroys you, its love! And when you love someone y-you just don't stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy. Even then. Especially then. You just- you don't give up because if I could give up... If I could just, you know, take the whole world's advice and- and move on and find someone else, that wouldn't be love. That would be... That would be some other disposable thing that is not worth fighting for. But that is not what this is.

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Tuesday, 19 August 2014

pouring blood

blood is dripping through the walls
all i see is closed doors
and writing on the walls
no windows what so ever so
just so many locked doors
no escape from this hell
pouring blood is getting thicker
minute by minute getting more and more
it touches my feet
i feel no fear though
i sit in the corner 
in front of the door
just lay there and see
the writing changing
tell me you played everything wrong
telling you betrayed so many
and killed much more
there blood is pouring here
right in front of you
they say you ll die here
for what you did before
getting shoulders deep already
taking my few last looks on the wall
now they saying i should have moved on
i should have stopped before
but instead i kept going on
killing so many times
just as the blood reaches my eyes
i take one last look on the wall 
everywall says thank you and be gone
thank you for letting me leave this time
and thank you for everything you ve taught  me
and just i close my eyes   i see my self smiling
waving and walking off

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