Reaper of Hearts.

Reaper of Hearts.

A Poem by Chilson, Joshua
"

I sit and wait, been in the hospital so many time's but my life you won't take.

"

  Buried alone,

face in my hand's,

I bleed through page's,

will someone understand.


  Where I come from,

place's I have been,

my feet are moving,

I'm still where it begins.


  Warm heart grows cold,

the light start's to dim,

fighting back tear's,

to tired to kick and swim.


  I lean on fear,

and continue to give,

but the heartbeat stops,

and the reaper comes again.

© 2011 Chilson, Joshua


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Chilson, Joshua
I'm not the only one.

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this makes me hear in my head red sam by flyleaf

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Posted 13 Years Ago


no you are definately not the only one my friend. i understand this all too well... :(

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 13 Years Ago


I bleed through page's,
please someone understand.
Where I come from,
these place's I have been,

I liked these words they fripped me and pulled me in.
This is sad!

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on August 12, 2010
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Tags: Heart, Alone, Reaper
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Chilson, Joshua
Chilson, Joshua

Carlisle, PA



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I write poetry from life experience, though most won't seem that way as I never get into specifics to the events that bring about my work. I'm a silent individual for the most part which doesn't ma.. more..

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