Cold sacrifice

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

about making a sacrifice for someone u love, and realizing that they would never make that sacrifice for you.

The darkness creeps in.

It's digging into my skin.

It's turning me.

It's killing me.

Make it go away.

The life it sucks away.

My body gives way.

My knees are scabbed.

My arms are burnt.

Someone please save me.

I'm calling out your name.

The footsteps are the same.

You just keep walking away.

The burden that I carry.

The trees and leaves are buried.

Someone take me home.

Somebody save me from this lonely room.

I scream out as it takes me.

It grabs me and it makes me.

Into a creature of unknown.

Into a creature I do not show.

Your footsteps are receeding.

I'm dying deep inside.

Don't you know I'm doing this for you?

The deep and cold sacrafice.

The life I'm giving.

It ruins the living.

I sacrafice myself for you.

Would you do so for me too?

The darkness creeps in.

It's already in my skin.

This deep and cold sacrafice.

I'm taking it to my afterlife.

Submitted: January 18, 2008

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good job, it has a lot of deep meaning.

Fri, January 18th, 2008 8:00am


Thanks beyonder, that's nice of you to say so. Thanks for reading my poem:)

Fri, January 18th, 2008 9:11am


i like this alot.
very... i think the word would be shadowed?


Mon, January 28th, 2008 5:34am


Ha ha if that's a complement, I'll take it:) LOL. I'm glad you liked it.

Mon, January 28th, 2008 12:49am