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The WALL - 2. Chapter 2

Wake up,

open my eyes,

to stare upon,

the enchanting swirls.

     

I wish to gaze,

upon, nothing but these,

For my life time alas

thy disgust is consent.

     

When I finally move,

An arm to view,

overwhelmed i am with,

hate, sorrow & abysmal rage.

     

what i see is vile,

I can't stand the sight,

Its horrid so horrid,

something inside me snaps.

     

I stand up fighting,

fighting for control,

of that little piece of mind i have left,

One step, Two step, Three step.

     

A mirror before me nothing new there,

alas its me with dirt brown hair,

My deep blue eyes staring sharp,

My crimson cheek flush warm and wet.

     

Am I sad, am i angry,

The rage has taken me,

from my sorrow,

bliss will soon follow.

     

Receding inwards I find my self travel,

I've lost control of all my troubles,

Tearing apart my mind from within,

You would never of guessed from what you saw,

That it was a mere internal war...

     

The war wagered for

a day and a night,

Spreading out till I gave up the fight,

Nothing to see but bloody old me.

     

A crash echoed through out the room,

and my body gave way to its nearing doom,

a warm sensation from head to toe,

Consciousness stirred and I knew I'd won.

     

Even tho I'd won I knew I was done,

my last moment, with in the warm blanket of blood,

my breathing slows to an inaudible pace,

As my heart stop, I just close my eyes and wait.

     

Even tho the pain is great,

i smile at last, my final breath,

A whisper from my lips as I fade to black,

'All people should know the beginning is never more beautiful than,

THE END!'

     

With everything done I leave the world,

just to find out that I'd lost it all,

Gabriel asks with tears in his eyes,

'Why did you choose to give up and die?'

     

I looked at him at said,

'The pitiful humans, laid waste in their haste.

They did not understand as they thought they did,

They trick and torment any who are not like sheep.'

     

Gabriel looked up and sighed at last,

'This world will be reset by a terrible blast,

They did not meld and learn as was intended,

They will not die just hopefully learn from they're past'

     

With a flash it was over,

My life restored,

Now I knew what was in store,

Luckily today it was just a dream.

     

But who know tomorrow,

I could break at the seam,

I knew why i did not weep,

Because I was trying to not be controlled by sheep.

     

In the future who knows whats to come,

i may be dead or even a figure to shine,

I do not know whether they will learn,

I just hope they do before its too late.

Copyright © 2011 Freddyness; All Rights Reserved.
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Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
Note: While authors are asked to place warnings on their stories for some moderated content, everyone has different thresholds, and it is your responsibility as a reader to avoid stories or stop reading if something bothers you. 
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That was a great poem. I loved everything you really bring a vision to everyone who reads it.

 

My fav part was:

 

"Gabriel asks with tears in his eyes, 'Why did you choose to give up and die?'

 

 

 

I looked at him at said,

 

'The pitiful humans, laid waste in their haste.

 

They did not understand as they thought they did,

 

They trick and torment any who are not like sheep.'"

 

 

 

Excellente!

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