Desiree Bradford

Haunted - Poem by Desiree Bradford

The ghost whispers in the soild black night.
Filling my heart full of fright.
Yet giving me some uncanny delight.

I'm surrounded by things I don't understand.
Keeping the Haunted pleased, from thier demand.
Yet my once bright face turns wretched gray.
From the pain and hurt that stay every day.

Tonight I will start to fight.
I want to see the 'Oh so faithful' light.
Pain and hurt join in.
Creating anger into Wrath, a Seven Deadly Sin.

Hmm...I guess there is no way out.
And to this time I wanna shout! ! !
It's killing me love and pain.
With the Haunted's shame.

I guess now I will wait and rest in peace.
Now the laughter and joy will cease!

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  • Rookie Desiree Burdick (4/14/2009 8:25:00 PM)

    wow this is a awsome poem :)
    i like how its dark and painted a kind of sorrow/gothic picture in my mind (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 17, 2011

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