Last breath to take
With the darkness approaching
in every corner of the room.
Light fades away very slowly
like a last breath you can take.
A rose, taken from a garden,
a leaf taken from its basics.
As so cuts the thorn into the wound
and leaves its heart out to bleed.
The fear holding back the life
As a knowledge to the unexpected
With the knife
that cuts to bleed.
So are you, my love.
My last thorn
to which I cut and bleed.
That sparkle of light turning into dark.
The very last breath to take.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| lost_wings: | Zaterdag, december 16, 2006 13:53 |
| prachtig geschreven.. herken mezelf er wel in.. liefs lost_wings |
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| Drowning.Inside: | Zaterdag, november 11, 2006 20:17 |
| Heel mooi geschreven! (F) | |
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| Auteur: Angel13 | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 november 2006 | ||
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