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The Forgotten Dagger "By Midnight Chaos 11-15-11 at 10:02
I lay in the drawer you have forgotten about me and I am growing hungry.
It has been so long since I tasted blood or felt your anger.
I been hidden away with this other useless beings as I wait for your soft cold hands to reach for me again.
Where are you my lovely have you gone away.
Did you use an other one to end your own life.
Have you found some happiness is that bottomless black pit of yours.
Oh where have you gone I wait for you.
I can hear you coming
Please just open the drawer.
I'm lonely and I crave your skin.
I know it has been awhile my poor lonely dagger.
But I seek your help again.
There has been something on my mind that just wont disappear.
She opens the door and smirks at me.
There she is there is my girl.
She picks me up and closes the door.
Hello my old friend it has been awhile hasn't it.
Life has me so confused and consumed within my soul.
I sometimes don't know what to do
But you bring me comfort as I grip you tightly in my hands.
Sacrifice is the key words they say.
You must give before you can get.
What a loud of shit you know.
But tonight my blood is for something more
Oh hear me ancients and bring me peace just for awhile till I can figure my own soul out.
She takes me outside out into the sweet moonlight.
I feel the cold breeze against my steel and it feels good to be out again.
She walks down the cold iron steps and we end up in the park.
She gets on her knees and lights a candle slicing her hand with my steel.
Oh she tastes so sweet I crave for more.
I watch as the blood drops on top of the blood red candle.
Smoke turning as she whispers to the ancients.
Oh hear me
Let me see
Can't you see I wanna be free
Hear is my blood and I give plenty more
As long as you give me a little bit of relief
That's all I need for now
She grips me tightly done for now.
Thank you my sweet dark lady
Oh I'm the forgotten dagger
Back to show the world
Just how friendly I can be
I leave the park and go back home to hold the dagger once more.
Forgotten Dagger.
I lay in the drawer you have forgotten about me and I am growing hungry.
It has been so long since I tasted blood or felt your anger.
I been hidden away with this other useless beings as I wait for your soft cold hands to reach for me again.
Where are you my lovely have you gone away.
Did you use an other one to end your own life.
Have you found some happiness is that bottomless black pit of yours.
Oh where have you gone I wait for you.
I can hear you coming
Please just open the drawer.
I'm lonely and I crave your skin.
I know it has been awhile my poor lonely dagger.
But I seek your help again.
There has been something on my mind that just wont disappear.
She opens the door and smirks at me.
There she is there is my girl.
She picks me up and closes the door.
Hello my old friend it has been awhile hasn't it.
Life has me so confused and consumed within my soul.
I sometimes don't know what to do
But you bring me comfort as I grip you tightly in my hands.
Sacrifice is the key words they say.
You must give before you can get.
What a loud of shit you know.
But tonight my blood is for something more
Oh hear me ancients and bring me peace just for awhile till I can figure my own soul out.
She takes me outside out into the sweet moonlight.
I feel the cold breeze against my steel and it feels good to be out again.
She walks down the cold iron steps and we end up in the park.
She gets on her knees and lights a candle slicing her hand with my steel.
Oh she tastes so sweet I crave for more.
I watch as the blood drops on top of the blood red candle.
Smoke turning as she whispers to the ancients.
Oh hear me
Let me see
Can't you see I wanna be free
Hear is my blood and I give plenty more
As long as you give me a little bit of relief
That's all I need for now
She grips me tightly done for now.
Thank you my sweet dark lady
Oh I'm the forgotten dagger
Back to show the world
Just how friendly I can be
I leave the park and go back home to hold the dagger once more.
Forgotten Dagger.
A an other poem to add to my Dagger Series
I thought I'll add a bit more life to the dagger and make it seem like a person...there two objects/persons in this poem....
More or less wrote it because sometimes we just need a break or a breather from the chatoic work we live in and sometimes the sarifices we make don't seem worth it and that we will sometimes go to extream lengths to try to get a little releif.
I thought I'll add a bit more life to the dagger and make it seem like a person...there two objects/persons in this poem....
More or less wrote it because sometimes we just need a break or a breather from the chatoic work we live in and sometimes the sarifices we make don't seem worth it and that we will sometimes go to extream lengths to try to get a little releif.
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Very interesting outlook of a dagger.