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HIm and Me

when all things pass
our time is done
is the battle
lost or won

when all is lost
when all is gone
the end is near
it won't be long

to this our sad day goes on
with the end near
and everything gone
there is nothing left now to fear

now to the cold days
of long winters past
to this our cold heart
the frailness will last

when the end is decided
decided i will die
to this our sad day
at last i say good by

now it's done
all gone, stone cold
i lie in the ground
memories grow old

i don't remember
how i got here
all i know
is there is much to fear

in the darkness
silence and cold
thoughts of you
nothing to hold

the days drag on
far and wide
nothing around
no where to hide

all is dark
nothing in sight
running around
in search of a light

i will guide you
take you homme
then no longer
will you be alone

there in teh distance
there's somthign there
run away
this life is not fair

there's the light
run fast, almost there
you're free at last
breath the fresh air

now the days drag on
with a little more light
life is good
no longer a fight

now when things go col
remember your free
life will go on
just him and me

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  • sexychic323
    February 8, 2007
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    I like it. It is a wonderful piece of art. Keep writing. I hope to read more...


    • lexiconsthedevil
      March 15, 2007
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      thank you for your support. and do not totally think that he is wrong. i just ment for it to make no sence and not tie in. but your comment really helps!

  • Atsirk
    February 8, 2007

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    the rhyme gets a little too
    out of hand in this piece i
    think. i dont understand how
    the beginning ties in with
    the end. it might just be me,
    but i jsut don't see it. well
    thanks for sharing


    • lexiconsthedevil
      March 15, 2007
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      ok here

      well you are right with how nothing really ties in but when i wrote it that was my goal. to make no sence but not ramble on and do it quietly.
      i is really just how love is. litle changes happen over time and nothing seems to ever make sence. but ty for the comment!