"The Deed" 4 - 8 - 02
i wish i wish
this wish tonight
to take my soul
on its final flight
for the deed i've done
for the wrongs committed
for the lies i've told
for the seeds i've sewn
having lead on
people around me
i've committed treason
to no other than me
stabbing myself
in the back
a victim of
my own attack
how could i
this innocent one
do these things
that I have done
a crippling blow
to the psyche
the mind
what have i done
with these lips of mine
forgive me not
for i have sinned
i have trespassed
u let me in
shoot to wound
not to die
let me live
let me cry
now left alone
my wounds do heal
but now only scars
shall appear
reminders of
the deed i've done
for the wrongs i've committed
an how you won....
wow, another one that im not sure what to say about. you are quite a writer. you should be very proud of your work.
"a vitim of my own attack", i sure can relate to that.
another amazing poem. almost...haunting (in a good way).
see ya,
Leah