Description: Does this poem remind you of someone? I hope not. This poem is a frustrating wave of emotions, so powerful I can't think straight, literally. So, this poem is for me. No one else.
Why did you tell me all those lies? -------------------------------------------
At the Zenith you held me
At the Climax you caveat me
At the Apex you felled me
I took my dreams
and I laced them to a robin
All thats left of me now is a shell.
You pulled the curtainsover the windows
in my eyes.
I only recieve lies
in large.
Please the martyr, stab his immortal soul,
claim it for you own.
Sound Familiar?
You took that line from a movie
I'll take my bullet from your chest.
This was written very well. I could just feel the anger radiating off of the screen. This was a very good poem. Sorry you have to feel this way though. Keep up the awesome work, and I'll keep reading