me

me

A Poem by Harrisen Viator
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Something I wrote a while back.

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I saw myself die today
Awaiting better days till I faded away
Listen and take note of the words I say
Stuttering, hopeless, filled with dismay
Laid out on the bed
It was me. I was dead
Let me take back all these lies I've said
I want to undo these things I've done
Impossible, I can't, from these demons I run
They'll follow me all the way to heaven
They've been on my back since before I was seven
Death on my mind, it's growing near
Despite it's horrors I have no fear
What lies beyond is nothing my dear
For I have no faith can't you see
Constantly overpowered by what I can't be
Maybe peace is a rope in a tree
You have no idea what it's like to be me

© 2013 Harrisen Viator


Author's Note

Harrisen Viator
Just let me know what you think. (ignore the lack of punctuation)

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This certainly rings true in certain situations. I think you should use 'til instead of till. But that's only one ignorable suggestion. I like this poem; nice and simple, and full of emotion.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Harrisen Viator

11 Years Ago

Thank you for your review! I'm glad you enjoyed it!

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Harrisen Viator
Harrisen Viator

Dallas, TX



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