Poetry
Your Chosen Cross
by Pariah on Sep.29, 2010, under Poetry, Serious
my face hurts and all i have is dark thoughts
the world is closing
all is gone
will it end
i pray to your gods
i finally see the light
it’s the glisten of a knife
the flick of a wrist
the kiss of the steel
all will be bliss
you tell me to wait
plead to still the blade
time and time
caving to your desire
tossed over your shoulder
carried like your cross
your burden is shortening
as my life trickles out
my life’s trail of rust
screaming your endurance
