Monday, December 18, 2006


Lying curled up against the corpse
Of a once beautiful dream
He tries to gently sob himself to sleep
But tears too have forsaken those barren eyes
There can be no rest for the wicked tonight
No sleep for the depraved
Stumbling through the darkness he searches
For shards of pain to fill the void
Or the kiss of cold steel to put to rest
The treacherous heart that beats against his will

Inspired by a quote by Charlie Brown from Peanuts.
Oh, and bonus points for guessing what the poem is about.


At December 21, 2006 at 10:21 AM, Blogger Venky said...

I really liked the play of words ... morbid but nice :)
sorry dude - didn't get no hint if there was any!


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