What Creature have I Become?
Anger for what used to be,
A sadness no one else can see,
And in this world I used to hate,
Hate has now become a bait.
Forgotten now what never was,
Answered always, “Just because,”
Memories of an ancient pain,
For which others have gone insane.
The love and happiness dissipates,
At alarmingly speeding rates,
A pain so desperately desolate,
A deathly pallor, escaped from fate.
Lost souls roam from place to place,
Darting swiftly, just like a dace,
Sorrowful wails heard through the walls,
Sadness, how it dares to call.
A world surrounded by the darkness,
Feelings slowly get less and less,
And when this shadowed world does fall,
A fire will rise from the past of us all.
Haunting and burning, leaving us seething,
This burning anger is only just teething,
A loneliness, a bleeding pain,
A hellish, yet heavenly fiery rain.
Oh, what is this darkness you seek?
This sadness so very bleak?
As the wind penetrates your soul,
Will you be enveloped in the glowing coals?
This hope we once had has now been dashed,
And thoughts of freedom have quickly flashed,
Through minds that died so long ago,
From the hatred of a long lost foe.
This world is dead now, forever free,
Not a soul has been left here, but me,
I will suffer eternally, with burning loneliness,
A fate that has become quite a mess.
Crying tears of bitter flames,
I wonder now, what I became,
A demon that is hated so,
Or an angel, born so long ago.
A thought now darts through my mind,
Once where there were none to find,
A question, beats there like a drum,
“What devilish creature have I become?”
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