1 views
At The End Of A Spear
ON THE END OF A SPEAR
Alone always i feel is mine
Not to know of a human thats kind
I secured my heart on the end of a spear
Pushed far, so man can gaze on me clear
Though I'm open for all to read ,
this wretched spear is all they see
They don't see there is much more of me
Nothing is written on this soul
Why is everyone so particularly cold
Makes me want to pull it in tight
So I could resist the fight
Alone is my mind
Evil me, I am defined
Sorrow strikes its twisted tales
Everything to follow always fails.
Too late to stop the rain
Open your hand let it drain
l've tried to be a virtuous soul
| feel the emptiness consume two fold
Won't beg on bent knee to be seen
Not from one other being
All your hate will go with you
All I've ever wanted of this life was in you
By Christina Hunt
© Rebel Reaper
Alone always i feel is mine
Not to know of a human thats kind
I secured my heart on the end of a spear
Pushed far, so man can gaze on me clear
Though I'm open for all to read ,
this wretched spear is all they see
They don't see there is much more of me
Nothing is written on this soul
Why is everyone so particularly cold
Makes me want to pull it in tight
So I could resist the fight
Alone is my mind
Evil me, I am defined
Sorrow strikes its twisted tales
Everything to follow always fails.
Too late to stop the rain
Open your hand let it drain
l've tried to be a virtuous soul
| feel the emptiness consume two fold
Won't beg on bent knee to be seen
Not from one other being
All your hate will go with you
All I've ever wanted of this life was in you
By Christina Hunt
© Rebel Reaper
Related Stories
