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Zoe Mize Jan 2013
Forever in your heart.
Forever in mine.
Never letting go,
Neither shall you.
All the pain inside.
All the heart ache you’ve caused.
I will fall.

Into the blackness you call hate.
Jealousy, anger, and rage.
Pity for you is hard to give.
But I still cry.
People wish for death.
So often do they die.
Yet something stops suicide.

The pain in my heart,
The sorrow I have.
I am pained to say,
It is from you.
I burn in my own pity and sin.

Only the sin of loving you,
Could get me here.
Yet Hell hath no fury,
Like a woman scorned.
Oh, I have been scorned.

My pain is ending,
Whilst yours begins.
May I say I was angry?
Zoe Mize Jan 2013
In our darkest hour
There need be only one light.
A flickering candle,
A ray of hope
But if this candle were to go out
Will we ever get back home?
Zoe Mize Jan 2013
Chariots on fire.
Rivers flooding.
Men’s battle cries.
Women scream.

Death washing over.
Blood and bodies,
Filling the streets.
“God,”
Who is he?

How can he help?
Blood puddling in the streets.
Hate is coming.
Hope is lost,
As is the war.

Chariots on fire.
Rivers flooding.
Men’s battle cries.
Women scream.
This is a piece of my darker nights.

— The End —