Life

My body is far from all warmth. darkness greets me with open arms, but I am unable to go. I plead, but he turns his head. His righteous eyes show no pity, I am a slave to my master's will. For I am a vessel without a host. My body dragged on and on, it will end until my work is done in this world.

 

The darkness tells me, once I have finished my master's work. His whip stings my soul, though it may hurt; I know that soon i can join the darkness in eternal peace. Until then, I must endure my punishment until the very end.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Darkness greets me with open arms.
Very poetic.

[Mariah Corey]

thank you, i wrote this when my friend started to talk behind my back and went into a depressed state. Now i made some new friends and i realized that with life there will always be darkness, we just have to be strong.

[Sami Khalil]

Well said. You are welcome.

[mariah]

:) this one was my fave. i think its becuase its so true, but i havent heard truth said in a more perfect way. sure its alittle depressing (okay maybe more then a little) but thats fine. the name just ties it all together becuase some people may have no idea what this about till they read the title it will all make sense. you my friend are a poetic genius! im not flattering you, i promise. :P
-MARIAH