Murderer

Murderer

A Poem by Ti

Rays of light,

Flickering,

Coming and going as they please,

Wearied, glancing over into nothingness,

Pitch black,

They have come to receive me,

Take me away,

To punish me,

To pull me down, to the depths of despair,

I tightly grip, wanting life,

I shall not surrender to their evil,

They will not taint me with their blood,

Red, crimson blood, stained,

Everywhere I look,

Reflected in my eyes,

I fear most, that light,

Which chases after me,

I am alone,

Helpless and afraid,

With unforgotten memories of death,

My hands... painted red,

Raw and fresh,

What... have I done?

Lives lost,

By these bloodied hands...

These poor, unfortunate souls.

 

 

 

© 2014 Ti


Author's Note

Ti
Just a poem I had written today :)

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Summer, I feel myself wanting to know the story being told here. But the verse obscures the meaning. What or who are the lights? Receiving the speaker or chasing? More work is needed to clarify this piece. I hope you won't give up on it.

I have to say that this speaker as a werewolf!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Ti

9 Years Ago

The concept which I was trying to create here, was mainly about a man, seing himself as a monster an.. read more
ImSJ

9 Years Ago

I am not much in favor of romanticizing or sympathizing with the Undead. Inevitably, they will turn .. read more
Ti

9 Years Ago

Hahaha, yes that is true, in the end monsters are monsters (even though their not real) and the unde.. read more
Love this, a dark masterpiece, awesome work :D

Posted 9 Years Ago


Ti

9 Years Ago

Thank you very much Jackson for a kind review :D
It has a very Poeish feel to it and reads like a nightmare rather than reality. Lots of the red stuff in it Summer.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Ti

9 Years Ago

Thank you for your review John, :)

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Added on August 14, 2014
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Ti
Ti

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Hi there, I go by the name of Ti, pronounced T-ye. I'm 24 years old, I love art very dearly and like to express my creative ideas through painting and writing. I'm from the U.K., and I just love.. more..

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