Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Forfeit
If I stood a chance of surviving the night,
I would go to you and I would never leave your side.
But I am afraid I'll bring the evil with me.
And I would never forgive myself -
How could I?
If I tainted your world with my darkness?
So, I will be gone from you.
Far gone and far away.
And yes, I must leave you with a scar,
And have you hate my soul for all eternity.
Because you see,
You are all goodness.
You radiate the light,
And you will save so many,
And I must keep you burning bright.
I must...
I must keep you burning bright.
~dpb~
Forgive me.
Labels:
Flash Fiction,
Thoughts
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