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Author: Zixaphir
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Angst/Romance - Reviews: 2 - Published: 05-27-06 - Updated: 05-27-06 - id:2181768

Standing in front of the closed door
Asking if this is all that I live for
Is there more, maybe less?
Must I tell all, must I confess?

I'm a terrible man, I know it true
Look into my eyes, the lies I knew
See into them as I finally give in
Stare into my soul, this is my fin

Suicide won't work, no its not my style
I want something that'll be quick, agile
Like a lyric in a song that suddenly ends
Just something that makes my mind bend

I'm bored of this life, there must be MOAR!
But even the light just makes my eyes sore
I sit in my room staring into the darkness
Just how did I have to end up in this mess?

"End me now!" I beg to my love
For she's the only one that can stand above
Above me, above my standpoint
As every day I smoke on my joint

"Just let me die" I say to her in vain
"Cut me now, cut down the lane"
She looks down once more, to me in my mind
"What is this pain for which your life you grind?"

She steps down from her throne and looks up at me
"Didn't you know you're the idol I need"
She says that to me and I bow down and cry
As she just looks up, staring into the sky

"Can you see it there, the joy and hate?
Didn't you know that that was my fate"
She bends down and crys, she joins me here
I and realize how much she held me, dear

I won't die today, not without her
I couldn't leave her with that lure
The lure that will push her to my own fate
"Lets go to sleep now, its getting late."



© Copyright 2006 Zixaphir (FictionPress ID:440931).


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