Death Roles Reversed
You cannot hide from me
I see you watching my every movement,
as I creep from light to shadow
when did I say yes, and give consent,
to take me from happiness I live
and turn to hate, to no longer give,
All my life you lurked
taking them one by one, silently, swiftly,
the scenario is reversed now, it's my turn
you cannot have my soul, I move too quickly,
too quick for you to realise what happened
but I got angry and very maddened,
Run, go on run, know what it is like
what you gonna do now your trapped here,
my heart and soul control me, not you
it's your turn to feel the coldness of fear,
things make sense now I changed the laws
you cannot have my soul, but I got yours.
"O keeper of Death, you are mine!!"
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Leah06 (22.214.171.124) -- Friday, September 10 2004, 12:32 am|
amazing poem. i feel it.
|Rubydragon (126.96.36.199) -- Friday, September 10 2004, 09:03 pm|
I died, but the reaper never got me, essentially I lived through Death. It's a metaphor of how things change. drastically.
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