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Final Peace


When the damage is done Our eyes will no longer see the sun Time to close them for good Lay me down to meet my mother in pine wood The life I lived will surely be misunderstood I will be okay One day with my eyes sewn shut I want to stare at the sunset when I go That way I won't be alone Burning down but not burning out I'll still visit you with my shadow Teach you to embrace the dark For blindness leads to more kindness than you know I see you to the other side Laced in the rags of a hand me down bride Stained and bathed in soft moon light There will be no need to fight
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Blood_Rainicorn

Hey everyone, I'm a very thoughtful and introspective aspiring writer. I've gone through some heavy stuff and writing helps tremendously and I joined powerpoetry to keep me inspired and going and help deal with the demons. I love music, making independent short films and music videos and of course writing.

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Blood_Rainicorn
This is for my Grandfather, who always believed something special resided in me

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