The long death

Gradok the lord of shadows is imprisoned and is writing a poem about how he cannot die, and how he cannot escape this prison

I sit here in my own dreams      

I cannot go in others

I sit here all day long

Full of hatred and anger

 

The days go by so long

As I try to get out

The mages stop me

As I try to posses them

 

They sit there all day long

Talking and eating

They keep me locked up

Unable to get out

 

They keep me from leaving

I cannot die

They stop me from thinking

They have taken my spirit

 

                                Gradok lord of Shadows

                                Year 343 W.F

Author's Note

Please look at everything, and once again please give positive comments :D

Reviews

[Zac]

Did you link this poem to one of your stories?
If you did, i like how you did.
You wrote a very good poem here!

[Ilerah]

If I did I have no idea how, and it was an accident. But thank you for the comment!

[Nikolean]

I feel the emotion in the writing, it pretty well done.

[Ilerah]

Why thank you nik

[Lizzie Mitchell]

sounds like they knocked the lord of shadows down a few pegs!
i almost feel sorry for him :o