Confession

Loki | poem | Thursday, June 5th, 2008

Receive my bleeding words tonight
Straight from my ashen heart contrite
I must confess to this outright
For fear of death, of death I might

I lived this world all-believing
That there was none worth the grieving
For there was love, there was being
All that mattered was that feeling

My voice couldn’t my heart restrain
Despite how much it drowned in pain
Waited but no love ever came
But there was only I to blame

So I was a fool much deceived
There was no love to be received
But I still gave my heart to bleed
Her sorry words I took no heed

But alas, was I much betrayed
The doing done can’t be unmade
An act I once myself forbade
The price of my flesh must be paid

“He lived my life with her”, I say
“It was mine life for me to take”
But now that life just strays away
As his azure eyes fade to gray

She seeks to find her boy now dead
Not knowing how my hands drenched red
Or how his throat was slit and bled
The night before they were to wed

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