Executioner

Executioner

A Poem by Beautifully_Anarchist
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Written at 3 in the morning so may not completly work :P but please let us kno what you think..

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Executioner
You are deceitful,
With your labyrinth of words,
Building walls to keep me out,
And adorning them with lying vines;
Serpent whispering from under the tree.
You are changeable,
With your meteoric nature,
Howling winds and storm clouds,
As the dark sky falls down in pieces,
Men in the clouds play with lightening.
You are blasphemous,
You steal my faith in everything,
Commanded by no conscience,
Upholding your own vengeful justice,
Are you your own executioner?
I am too truthful,
Lotus, open, magenta,
Stripped bare of all my armour,
Willingly crucifying myself,
You wove my crown of bloody thorns.
I am too constant,
And now you know all my thoughts,
Trying to hide in these woods,
But you know this place better than I,
Forest full of yellow-eyed creatures.
We are destructive,
Full of unstable emotions,
Soon I’ll break this chrysalis,
You’re all I feel in this numbing world,
I am my own executioner.

 

© 2008 Beautifully_Anarchist



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Added on October 13, 2008