With No Lights Poem by Harley Morriss

With No Lights



with no lights
i sit
with this rope
around my neck
with this knife
in my wrist
and this bullet
in my heart
my cold shattered black heart
as cold as ice
as shattered as a shot mirror
as black as a demons eyes

the reaper is yet to come
he's making me wait
wait with all this pain

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Red Blooded Black Hearted 05 November 2007

Wow... stuff that for a joke! This poems great! Keep writing.

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