Murderers Lament

Saxon Crow

Tread I this bitter forbidden path
With branches tearing away the past
Walk on and look back no more
For darkness follows like deaths claw
And fear my only comforting friend
In this blackened forest with no end
The wind it murmurs through the leaves
Renouncing all good memory
And wherever my trudging foot does land
I feel the echoes of fates rough hand. 
Beguiled I am for curiosity sake
Doomed to follow this path I take
And never shall I return again
To the light of freedom and a happy land
For the forest is within my mind
No peace in here I shall ever find
And madness is my truest north
A compass for my unabsolved soul
Deserved these woes I heavily carry
My burden alone to do nought but tarry
And so this journey will forever be
One of abject misery 
And wherever this body finds itself 
This mind of mine will burn in hell
For murder I did commit in sin
And heaven will never let me in
Forgiveness shall never be given
What once was life I had taken
So heed this lament from an evil man
Follow God's law as best you can
To kill and steal a life away
Means two murders took place that day 
The death of innocence and the death of your soul
One gone to heaven one waiting for hell 
And so i tread this forbidden path 
With branches tearing away the past
And all that's left and will ever be 
Is a murderers lament chained and unfreed

 

  • Author: Saxon Crow (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 7th, 2021 00:39
  • Comment from author about the poem: Bit of a dark one today. I had no clue what this poem was going to be until I finished it! Moody muse!
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Comments6

  • dusk arising

    Yea forsooth though thee doth walk thine deathly path through woodland's woe, tis reassuring that the evil wind, which follows thine steps, be a reassurance that thy digestion still doth handle an evenings biryani with aplomb and fortitude.

    Love the olde worlde style Saxon and darkness doth suite thy pen..... I sense dark days ahead Master Crow. Doth thee have a cunning plan?

    Great fun Sax, got me well into the spirit as u can see.

    • Saxon Crow

      Do wot mate?

    • Goldfinch60

      Those two murders may have taken place but luckily it was not my murder so all is fine with me.
      Good dark write SC.

      Strangely I am going to a Murder Mystery evening on Friday!

      Andy

      • Saxon Crow

        I did it! I confess!

      • Arvy

        Really interesting write dear Sax!

        • Saxon Crow

          Thanks Arvy. It's tempting to go darker still

        • orchidee

          You 'in' a mood? A bad-hair day? Or meaning a 'moody write'?! lol.

          • Saxon Crow

            I'm feeling dark maaan! Oooooo

          • Doggerel Dave

            I'd suggest a torch with some long life batteries plus spares....

            I need cheering up, for crying out loud, as in.....😊

            • Saxon Crow

              Mwahahahahaaaa.........

            • L. B. Mek

              'And never shall I return again
              To the light of freedom and a happy land
              For the forest is within my mind
              No peace in here I shall ever find
              And madness is my truest north
              A compass for my unabsolved soul
              Deserved these woes I heavily carry
              My burden alone to do nought but tarry
              And so this journey will forever be
              One of abject misery '
              sometimes we need to expel, those tormenting doubts we carry with us, from remnants of obstacles we surpassed,
              before they accumulate and create a new obstacle for us to confront...
              'know! thy self'
              truly, purposed introspection is key
              (indeed, a morose read, mainly because so many of its points are universally relatable)
              thanks for sharing, dear poet

              • Saxon Crow

                Thanks for your comments LB



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