Another life I failed to save
Another day, it passes by
I dig again, another grave
And once again a tear I cry
Why did God take him from us?
So precious was his little soul
New and clean like a dove
Why was his innocent life a toll?
I watched as he breathed his last
As he struggled again and again
And I quietly watched and remembered his past
For he had commit no mortal sin.
Why did God not wait another day?
To take is soul and give him wings
I take his body to eternally lay
I hear an angel as he sings
I wrap his tiny body up
And lay him in his tiny box
I buried him with one kiss of love
Then covered up his grave with rock
12345 This is Who I am 667766 by sungoddess667, literature
Literature
12345 This is Who I am 667766
Some times in the silence my heart drifts off and wonders....
\"Who am I?\"
I know I\'m A Leader. A title not as wonderful as everyone thinks.
And yet..
I am the Dragon, valliant in my heart
I am the Feline, graceful in my ways
I am the Sky, loving but harsh
I am the Sun, the bringer of days
I am the Griffin, quick and sure
I am the Unicorn, with pride that should die
I am a lover, a key for a cure
I am an Eagle, with wings I shall fly
I am a wonderer searching far
Of beauty, mystery, dark, and day
I am a writer of wonderful things
I think what I write and I write what I say.
I am a soldier fighting long
I am the warrior th
I have notta clue so dont ask by sungoddess667, literature
Literature
I have notta clue so dont ask
This secret lies within of me ready to burst like the morning's sunbeams filtering through a laced curtain, dancing on the floor. Can anyone understand the beauty that surrounds, the beauty that is rarely seen, but caught by the wind and blown into me?
And I know I\'ll never
Hold a picture of the whole horizon
In my view
But this magnificence is enough for me, and it makes me wonder who am I?
Who am I to tolerate this brilliance?
Who am I to deserve this secret?
Maybe I'll know what this has meant to me when it is gone and I have died
And maybe this secret will live constantly in your heart and in my eyes
Who am I?
I never tho
Firefly
One-firefly dances
Alone in the night
On moonlight she prances
Only her light
She's lonely and blinks
Uselessly here
For no one considers
Of her light, so mere
She holds on to hope
Praying out loud
Refuses to mope
And blinks her light proud
And some other allures
And left her to bid
This light shines more pure
Than hers ever did
And even alone
Her light shines with craze
A yellowish tone
A beautiful haze
Hoping another
Will pass her by
Hoping some other
Will see how she flies
But alone she remains
With only the stars
She carries her pain
And keeps up her guard
She's lonely and blinks
Uselessly here
For n
My Blade is My Only True Love by sungoddess667, literature
Literature
My Blade is My Only True Love
My sins and my debts, I thought I had payed
I find that I have not and so I pull out my blade
Giving up seems so easy such a beautiful way
I\'m Screaming inside why cant you understand
I can\'t be myself if i dont know who I am
You rip away my wings, I don\'t need wings to fly
You tear away my heart, Don\'t have to bleed to die
Don\'t be scared of dying, there are worse things than death
Like saying \"I love you\" On your very last breath
My blades dripping scarlet and I\'m fading within
Stained with the punishement for all of my sin
I\'m so confused and it\'s worse with every second I live
I\'ve broke myself to peices, theres no
One body lies in here tonight
Glowing in the candle light
The fire burns and watches me
In the chapel, gloomily
Forbidden I know this place once was
Broken by the chains of love
Love not that of mind or heart
But nothing more than my gruesome art
I can hear the virgin bleed
I\'m starving and I must proceed
She shivers and for help she cries
She looks to me with teary eyes
I feel so guilty, and yet I don't
I want to stop and yet I won't
I tell her that I'll make her free
From her mortal misery
I hold her body close to mine
And tell her everything is fine
But yet she struggles harder now
Praying, hoping and pleading out loud
My Memory
This is my memory
A sea of glass
A face of sorrow
Never again
Will I see tomorrow…
That heat from the summer
Yet black and cold like winter
My innocence pleads me
To come back home
Like the child longs for love
Like I never was,
I long to go back home
Life is passing so quickly, and I beg for redemption
A time when I cherished all and I could not see differences in anything
I remember the moon, calling my name, like a million stars
The fireflies glow
Nothing let me down
I had no speech, but a language of my own, that only I and the skies knew- when words were nothing
No people to show me what I believe
To you- you know who you are by sungoddess667, literature
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To you- you know who you are
This is to you- you know who you are
I wish to show the world to you and so much more than that
I long to know that I could take you and never give you back
A million dreams scream to me
Telling me how I need to be
But in the deepness of your eyes I know that I\'m destined to be free.
Can you hear my cry, my love!?
I\'ve done everything I could to win
I see you through the iniquity I have commited
And through the love I have submitted
You are my one inspiration
My one unreachable temptation
I long to see your hands about me
Like rays of light poured over me
I long to feel your breath on my skin
Touching everything within
I lon
How do you love the blind
When you know that they can\'t see
All the things you\'ve done for them
And everything you\'ve given
How do you love the deaf
When you know that they can\'t hear
All the beautiful feelings
You wish to tell to them
How do you love the mute
When silence is all you know
Knowing not how they feel
Or if they even care
Can you love a person that doesn\'t feel for you?
Even if they can\'t see how much you love them?
Even if they can\'t understand how much they mean to you?
Even if they wont tell you how they feel inside?
Even if I am the same way?
What a christian really is --- by sungoddess667, literature
Literature
What a christian really is ---
They say to me my eyes are black, my soul is filled with dark
They say to me that I am strange, and that I have no heart
Black and white; Christian and Goth, its all the same to me
For it's all on the outside- it's just something the eye perceives
They say to me my clothes aren't right, or what is right to them
They also say that nothings there, nothing lives within
But that cannot be true of course, for they can't see in me
They can't see that Jesus' love is with me constantly
For if that wasn't true how would I find my strength to live
To keep myself from falling through, and ever giving in
Of course I have my boundaries