Continuous Burning/The Sun Creates For Me A Shadow To Hide My Shame Poem by Christopher's Dead
Continuous Burning/The Sun Creates For Me A Shadow To Hide My Shame
I dropped off my heart
Like a kid at daycare on a warm sunny day
And while the children laugh and play outside
I sit alone wondering when mine will come home
But my heart will never be returned
An existential death that has come over me
For in my paradoxal constant of sinful reminders
Tells me my fate, and it is worse than death
Fated to love, and be shattered at best
With blood just to waste, drowning in it, my regrets
Such a capricious body I used to possess
Until I found the one that would ease all of my pain
And the minute that she hung me out to dry
Time to hang myself, but it can’t be that simple
Gutted grand juries sing verdicts in my mind
Of what punishment shall be thrown on the hopeless
All the pain I deserve, and never to stop loving her
Never to be myself again
She is me and I am her, we were always the same
To blind myself, and deafening horrors
Make feelings escape and make crying instinct
Caught in the net that I sewed for myself
Hung from the limb that I sat on to think
Belief that if I stare long enough into the sky
I can fly with the angels
But they will force me to be alive
My own sweetest angel
Holds a knife to my throat, a gun to my head
Forever I will live in this pain.
another write to where i cant think of anything else to say but 'i <3 it'
You are amazing thats like the 2nd or 3rd that I have rated you and you should definitely become a poet, gods your amazing! ! !
The only pain that lasts forever is the one you inflict apon yourself, not pain that others give you. If you can live with yourself and learn to not hate that person in the mirror, the pain you inflict on yourself can lessen.
very sad, yet very relateable. itll be ok though. you'll see. everything will be ok. just keep hoping. great job on expressing your feelings though.
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 12:10:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Well I smell pain, I have being hurt too...and I am bettingmine was worst and I have being hurt lots of times ok... Your grammar is good...I have poems that will interest you and soften your pain...but friend Broken hearts are broken heart its not the end of life... there was a man with 25 cent in his pocket He said he was going to kill himself, Since he lost his job and his woman.. So he said I will buy a banana and kill myself after eating the banana, An another rush and eat the skin... the man said I will not kill myself again Since there are always ppl in worst situtation than us... Good write