WORDS (I)
The words you said i think about all over
They're stuck on replay in my head like a recorder.
I wonder what was done to deserve them
Their purpose they very well serve them
You said i am the ugly in your beautiful
Like a beautiful face scarred by a pimple
That i am grave mistake of creation
And should stay hidden like a hideous creature
That I am worthless with no special talent or aim
My existence;a betrayal like Judas among the saints
That you wish like a stinking corpse i was buried
But like the Lord's 2nd Coming i tarry
These words stayed planted in my heart as seeds
That grew to become entangled weeds
Hands and feet tied staggering through life
Hoping for that day when underground i'll peacefully lie.
Occasionally I am told i do something right
Like putting together a piece of puzzling lines
Still i see your disdainful look in my mind's eye
And i dare not even bother to give another try
©DarkPoet2019
They're stuck on replay in my head like a recorder.
I wonder what was done to deserve them
Their purpose they very well serve them
You said i am the ugly in your beautiful
Like a beautiful face scarred by a pimple
That i am grave mistake of creation
And should stay hidden like a hideous creature
That I am worthless with no special talent or aim
My existence;a betrayal like Judas among the saints
That you wish like a stinking corpse i was buried
These words stayed planted in my heart as seeds
That grew to become entangled weeds
Hands and feet tied staggering through life
Hoping for that day when underground i'll peacefully lie.
Occasionally I am told i do something right
Like putting together a piece of puzzling lines
Still i see your disdainful look in my mind's eye
And i dare not even bother to give another try
©DarkPoet2019
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