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Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep.
so I dont wake into this hell
free me now be for the bell.
When the bell rings
the monsters sing,
the joys they have
as they take a stab.
Thrusting daggers in my heart,
ripping my body to tiny parts,
feasting on my broken soul
to bad I could not be bold.
If I was bold I'd have asked her out,
instead I sat and tried to pout.
this epic fail was mine to keep,
as i lay my head down to sleep.
If I wake I curse the day
I ignored the signs that gave away,
the way she felt about me then
I missed the turn around the bend.
Now I ask for god to take
and end my nightmarish fate.
but no more time I hear the bell,
I hate my demons in my hell.
Now they come to rip and tear,
and feast my soul till they get their shair.
why is hell so unfair,
to stand and fight i cannot dare.
- by Cerberus2350 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/16/2008 |
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- Title: pray before bed
- Artist: Cerberus2350
- Description: this poem is about a guy who missed obvious clues about how someone felt, and now he suffers his own hellish life. riddened with guilt, remorse, and pity he tries to vent his emotions, but due to his upbringing, has learned to put his emotions on the back burner and help everyone else.
- Date: 07/16/2008
- Tags: nowilaymedowntosleeppraybeforebed
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