Mittwoch, 23. Juli 2008

Ghost

A sin
too vile for heaven,
but too weak for hell .
So alone on earth is where my soul will dwell.
Thin as a shadow, but invisible to the eye,
With a throat that can't speak and tears I can't cry.
Longing for an end so I can finally sleep,
And pray to God he'll have my soul to keep.
But for now I wander with my sins laid bare.
A lifeless spirit who's hearts been teared.
Someday I'll push aside this hate
And find my way to heavens gates.
But until than I'll remember what matters most,
And walk the earth as this lonely ghost .

2 Kommentare:

Lukas hat gesagt…

This reminds me of that devil poem I read last year in anglais class!

Shelby! hat gesagt…

Really? I like this poem. And not the devil one, so much.
Actually, I lied. That one was pretty cool.