Ariel, Ariel.

Ariel, Ariel.

A Poem by London

A song I wrote, inspired by a real person, (though I didn't actually stab her)

Ariel, Careful, Who  you turn your back on,
Ariel, Slippin' away.
Blood on my hands, It wasn't part of the plan, 
but I would do it again.
M-4, Rifle, Careful where you point that,
Blank eyes, And slippin' away.
Blood on my hands, It wasn't part of the plan,
But I couldn't take it back.
Grey Sky, Shakin', On my knees, I'm breakin'
Watching, you slip away.
Blood all over my hands, wasn't what I had planned,
Wishing I could take It ba-a-a-a-ack.
A stab in the black, But now I got you back,
Ariel, slippin away, from me.
Blood on my hands, revealing my plan,
If only, I , could bring you back.

© 2017 London

Author's Note

I like writing sad endings normally, but this one gave me the shivers.

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Added on September 12, 2017
Last Updated on September 12, 2017
Tags: Sad, Love, Dark, Hidden Meaning, Nature, Song



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