Walking With Scissors

Twin roads lie ahead

Beauty within both lies none

The light that shines my way is dead

The angels know who's next

And I am truly the one

 

I recieve all I ever dreamed for

In return, I fell asleep forever

But now, you've given your final words

And the dream was over

 

When your words pierce through me

I'll wake up and begin to bury my seeds

Silence and light is all that is shown

Who'd know what I had grown?

 

As I'm choosing my twin

I've left everything I had grown behind

I wish to know what had grown to forgive

But as you left for one last time

It's the memory you'd forget.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My first poem. Please comment and thanks!

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