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Feb 2020
I'm so tired so now I'm dreamin
But now I'm so tired of dreamin
Cant even remember the skin I'm in
Or who it was that got where I am

Now I commit a cardinal sin
Find a sacrificial altar to begin
Place my soul somewhere within
This is where one part is at its end

My body will make its exit
Somebody will cease to exist
Yet its all worth it I insist
Gotta make it to subsist

I killed myself and found someone else
But he walked in my skin with a little less
Less weight on his back its good I guess
But the old spirit wants to possess

It wants its body back from this stranger
The haunting tries just who is stronger
Who will I be as time goes longer
I think my present will be placed on the altar

Another casualty to causality
Death built up my personality
But who will keep my body
It definitely wont be the current me

But whose to say there's a future somebody
Who will take ownership of this body
I think that this body will eventually
Just belong to nothing, nobody
Bard
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Bard  25/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(25/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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