Christopher McNabb


My Love - Poem by Christopher McNabb

Empty shadows on the floor
Cast empty voices at my door
Half the substance they were before
Half the voices are no more

Ask the shadows wheres your vail
Why does your countanence seem so pale
Answering simply without fail
'I need your soul, is it for sale? '

All my days I live my curse
Flesh and bone make it worse
I cannot give you whats is not mine
My sweet and sour valentine

With much anger it did insist
To run cold steel across my wrist
I answered simply with a twist
Death resides upon my lips

He has been there since my birth
All my days I live my curse
I cannot give you what is not mine
My sweet and sour valentine

Empty shadows on the wall
With their voice they do call
Beyond autumn winters fall
Beyond the seers crystal ball

Ask me why I stand and fight
Sorrows weeping in the night
I cannot quit to much to do
I cannot give my life to you

Yet it makes a sound appeal
And offers me another deal
A life of envy, so surreal
Stop. Listen. Hush. Be still

I cannot give you what is not mine
My sweet and sour valentine

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 1, 2013



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