ashes to ashes
Why speak
when words become weak
and everything you want is in the darkness
and you are forever alone
Happiness will never meet you
and your prince will never seek you
You will die unknowing
from your heart with blood flowing
Beating and pumping
all of your life into nothing
You'll be a stain on the soil
until dust in the face of turmoil
Comments (3)
Join free to commentPoets read every comment, and every one you leave earns karma. Registration is FREE.
Join free Log inCharles2
Somewhere a poetic prince has a heart beating just as yours does. you are a smart, expressive person with a good spirit who undoubtedly will find peace and love in the most meaningful way imaginable. i see you as an inspiration for many up and coming, going through what you have experienced. you are awesome. keep being you
Read Charles2's poemshymnagen
Beautifully melancholy.
Read hymnagen's poemslove_supreme
Excellent write
Read love_supreme's poems