Mangled Remains

Tragic romance always occurs we just need to push passed it

Dragged out the cage,

Bones encased disband.

Though strangling the remaining life out,

Thoughts enrage the life within,

Only to gain moments again.

 

The heart torn out by petite hands,

Glamored on end,

Painted cleverly, french tipped beauty.

The guillotine calls out,

Though Asphyxiated, I hang on.

 

Gabriel approaches, the saints ring,

All tech comes to and end.

Ones having me on stand-by.

They all lose worth.

 

A trampled hearts still a heart,

Mangled remains of it just remained etched to the wall.

All false pretenses seem Virtually damned

But the heart shall live though near death it awaits another to heal her.

The final vein is cut, I know not of life no more.

You can call her the reaper,

Angel of death,

Even The devil herself.

But I call her my Love.

 

The last breaths take toll,

As I pay towards my final destination.

You leave........Mangling what's left.

And I see that life's worth living with another,

So She can heal what Mangled remains from another.

 

Reviews

[Kriston]

It is but i've been given no choice but to believe this

[TWISTED NIGHTMARE]

it was very sad but a beautiful read with great emotion and passion behind it

[Jenni-Chan]

aww. that's sad. i like it.

[Thea]

Aw...The story behind this poem is fascinating...
Though the idea is somewhat sad, still, this poem is wonderfully penned...
Nice expressions in this piece...
Well done...
:)))

[Break The Broken]

The heart torn out by petite hands,
Glamored on end,
Painted cleverly, french tipped beauty.
The guillotine calls out,
Though Asphyxiated, I hang on.

i love the emotion in it! great job, its going in my favorites c:

[Priscilla Sayers]

A sad poem from the heart.