Powerless

Powerless

A Poem by Anthony Q Armstrong

God has no power here,

Here deep in my heart.

It's black, void, and oh so dead.

 

Darkness is my fuel,

Light is what kills me.

When darkness is fufilled,

None will be as cold.

When light is gone,

I'll be forever free.

 

I shall fall to my knees,

With a knife through my chest.

Slowly freeing the darkness from me.

This is it,

My last day.

© 2013 Anthony Q Armstrong


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I'm sorry but I beg to differ, God had a power over you if only you accept His reaching hand. It would do you good if you wanted to be enlightened on some things.

No offense but this is just something that I felt like saying, God was always there for everybody and He won't abandon us. Sometimes, we're even the ones who are abandoning Him

Posted 11 Years Ago


Rhianne Ney

11 Years Ago

Oh, I see I never question that so I don't have any thoughts to share
Anthony Q Armstrong

11 Years Ago

Thats just how my dad and I are. :p
Rhianne Ney

11 Years Ago

I see, (:
great meaning behind words

Posted 11 Years Ago


♪Barklight♪

11 Years Ago

nah, you find interesting ways of writing things. you should be proud of your poetry
Anthony Q Armstrong

11 Years Ago

I am, but you know what they say : "We are our own worst critics..." :p
♪Barklight♪

11 Years Ago

true

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Added on March 22, 2013
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Anthony Q Armstrong
Anthony Q Armstrong

Chapel Hill, TN



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Honestly, I am not much of a person. I have been writing poetry, it coincides with my life, since I was little. Most of what i write on here is to express my slef, and make myself feel better. Being a.. more..

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