This poem is in Will's eyes again. But it's about the thought of being a murderer. Take it from me that the poem should not give off a sense of high paranoia, but a large amount of regret. I may be going a little far but take it how you want it. And I used a name of the song by Linkin Park 'cause I didn't know what else to name it and it seemed to fit the poem due to the one line.
PapercutI can't get it out of my head.
The face just laughs every time I fall
And it watches my every move.
Started when I saw death
And then I had to run for my own life.
I didn't know at first,
I'm a child of death.
I can't stop hearing those voices.
They won't go away.
And now that I'm back at what once was my home
I see the bloodstained wood.
The red refuses to go.
It just stays there.
"Off, off, damn spot!"
I can't wash the blood off of my soul,
So I'm tainted for life.
I don't need to run anymore.
I always feel this feeling of regret.
I want to stay on the road,
Running forever.
I hate this.
I always feel like I have to die to
Make up for some of the lives I had taken.
Although most of them deserved it.
Living their lives in dreadful hate.
It's not just a paper cut,
It bled slowly
And it stayed as a scar,
Reminding me of the past hemorrhage that it caused.
I don't want to move.
I want to forget the past
And never move forward
So that the regret won't come again.
I give no thanks to the tension that I went through
Just to be back here.
But it sort of paid off.
The world isn't as evil now and
Malice doesn't creep behind every eye.
I watch my reflection in this mirror.
He just copies me and as I watch him more closely
He can't help it.
I am his master.
He is me,
Myself, the one and only.
I have gained control now.
Not giving in to paranoia.
Now I say good-bye to all of these thoughts.
It's time to reform myself
For there is a new life.
I am reborn
Yet these past feelings and wounds are still here.
And they will always be
Scars.
Notes to:
Ghostymangarocker- I think you know this song. Well, please review again. And your birthday is the same day as mine, just a different year. And I think we are quite similar.
Bitterosemary- Read this and tell me what you think of this. I need all the help I can get on how to improve.
Ibble Ibble- READ! I know that you don't read the books but just read these poems. Just tell me what you think.
Everyone- I will continue. If you want to, you may read my other stories or go on w w w Fiction Press dot net and read my stories. I'm under the same name and I think you people will like the story of Blade.
