he stands along the beach,
staring far off the distance.
staring at the setting sun,
he slowly drifts into the water.
he wanders without a thought,
just slowly wandering, aimlessly forward
he looks down, looking down below him,
he sees the waves brush against his feet,
all he feels is his hope slowly washing away.
he strides silently forward,
forward into the cold sea,
forgetting all reason,
all he feels is emptiness.
he treads further on,
turning his back on his past,
ignoring all advice,
he seeks to live a new life.
go.
every descend down this lonely flight,
brings me nearer to Hades' sight.
going.
every fall that I take,
leads me nearer to his gates
gone.
with goodbye I bide farewell,
from this world I leave for hell.
this poem is not really about death but rather about sucucming to the devil's intentions and desire. Its about sinning and doing the things that one would normally never do. I guess thats how I felt today when I pushed my dad. I guess it can't really blame myself, my defensive instinct just took over. My dad had his two arms on me almost as if he wanted to punch me. Something like that happened in school before to me and I guess that the part of me that didnt like being pushed around took over. I just retaliated. I guess I got to learn to control the demon inside of me.
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