Red is the guilt on a field of white
she approached the staircase
shrouded in shadow
without a light
Red is the guilt on a field of white
a figure slunk behind her
whose heart had hardened
and what was left was filled with jealousy and hate
Red is the guilt on a field of white
he held her fate in his hands
so her fate sealed
she plummeted to her death
Red is the guilt on a field of white
he expected to see anger in her eyes
for her to show true terror
but as she faded away he only saw disappointment
Red is the guilt on a field of white
forever he shall remember
her disturbing face
and her slight echo as she hit the stone below
Red is the guilt on a field of white
the same haunting face appears in his dreams
night after night
staring back at him
Red is the guilt on a field of white
sleep becomes limited
until it fades away completely
and holes form under his eyes
Red is the guilt on a field of white
her face appeared without sleep
and her voice echoes in his ears
until he cried out into the night
"Spirits come no further! I shall not commit denial any longer!"
"I sealed thy fate, and my soul is condemed to hell!"
and so he flung himself out of the tower into the air
anticipating his own fate and the freeing of his mind
Red is the guilt on a field of white
I have told thee nine times
and I repeat my warning
once more
Red is the guilt on a field of white
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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Take the time to read this, nightmares or not.
ReplyDeleteyay! you posted this poem too!!! i like this poem, it goes very deep into your mind and human nature with the guilt and stuff. well done!
ReplyDeleteThanks. I think your my biggest fan, besides Dylan C, because I scare away everyone else.
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