Doomed
Doomed in this darkness
It’s holding me tight in it’s grip
For the last time I saw the sun
My head pounding
Hearing my own heart in my head
Something pushes me as I try to pull
And then I fall
Fast and hard
My poems they don’t make any sense
Doomed with these poems
Blessed by the gift I can write
Doomed by the words come out
Please turn on the light
Let me go
What is the need
The need of needing me here
The wind blows
It’s sow cold
I freeze
My body turns into cold ice
Still I hear my heart in my head
One sign I’m not frozen to death
And then I fall
Fast and hard
Doomed to be damned
The darkness it slowly dissappears
Or is it just me opening my eyes..?
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Maandag, juli 05, 2004 12:54 |
| Hehe...Leuk einde.. | |
| MayadeBij: | Zondag, juli 04, 2004 21:57 |
| Ik zwengel alvast de droomfabriek weer voor je aan ja? kus! | |
| Fading Away: | Zondag, juli 04, 2004 21:12 |
| And.. your poems dó make sense.. I really adore them.. | |
| Fading Away: | Zondag, juli 04, 2004 21:11 |
| Mooi.. maar zo verdrietig. You aren't doomed to be in this darkness, though it may seem so now.. :'( One day, everything will change. 'Till that day, I'm here. Walking beside you, to lead you in the right direction. The direction of life, where the icecold darkness won't find you. Try to open up your eyes, try to see what's behind these clouds of confusion.. I believe in you.. Liefs, Fading Away |
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| ThE/CuRe?: | Zondag, juli 04, 2004 21:06 |
| No way da ik je laat gaan :) mooi gedicht xxxx ThE/CuRe? |
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| Auteur: Melodramatically |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: Frummel | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 04 juli 2004 | ||
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