Cathedral

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Sadness can be overwhelming at times, so it seems to escape me in the form of poetry. This poem describes a rush of painful feelings of sadness and death.

Submitted: March 20, 2011

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Cathedral

Cathedral bells call to me
Singing a sweet song of mourning,
Drawing me closer
My feet carry me through dark desolate halls
Leading me to the epicenter
A place of sorrow and suffering—
The tombstone choir
Crying out from the rotten mud,
Rain spatters like fallen blood—
An unpleasant stench of death
Almost a comforting presence in the isolation
Anguished shrieks from the window shutters
Flapping violently in the wind.
Fear fills my soul, consuming me
As the sadness eats away at my heart
Abandoned and alone—
Crying tears of blood that stream down my face
As death creeps upon me
Stealing me away
Into the darkness


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