Death of Me
I've buried your secrets as my sin
Your darkness is the tomb I'm in
You only love to fuel my hate
Or maybe it's me or is it fate
Looking for the signs to lead me back
Searching for a life to hang my hat
And so I bleed from the shattered terror
Of what I see from the broken mirror
To your image I've been molded
Can light still glow if it's broken
My cries return in my echo
Death comes carrying a halo
Whispers your secrets as my sin
Promising lies to let it in
Break your halo against my stone
Take your wrath out on my home
Killed everything that I've loved
Killed everything that I was
For burying your secrets as my sin
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Author:
John Lee (
Offline) - Published: September 3rd, 2024 22:55
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
This poem has a sense of darkness to it, almost as if it was hiding in the shadows. Very nicely written.
Thank you. I suppose it did come from the shadow
i really enjoyed this i think you would like some of my work mabey we can work together
Thank you, I'll definitely check it out.
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