"eyesfor" poems
I see the shadows, they take me awayinto a place so dark.I see your hand, a hand so coldI know I'm about to die.You see me cry; you feel nothingYou are what you are.The hand of death, the darkened AngelThe one that we all fear.There are no tears, from you hollow eyesFor you have a job to doI cannot fight, for I am trappedPlease get me out of here!I touch your hand, a hand so coldit feels just like a knife.Piercing me, into my soulI see your glowing eyes.You take me down, into this placea place so very cold.Without a word, you let me goand now I'm all alone. I saw your soul, a soul so coldYou are what you areYou are the reaper, the death AngelWhom I only met once.
Feb 27, 2010
Feb 27, 2010 at 10:46 AM UTC
As the clock struck O'clock
and my FB account soon sets out
my phone ready to beep
After getting his alarm note
I had drown into the dark sea
Under blanket.
I dream of dreaming unicorns
But the state convulses me
Into an undefined ratio.
And as I free my eyesfor their
Long struggle to open,
I see the everday ceiling
Yet Yesterdays seem an
empty space for me!
Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 9:56 AM UTC