Wicked Ways

Battered with wicked ways

Left alone on an island of bones

Never thought it'd be you

Crafted and skilled you tricked us all

Now you sit weathered down

Sorrow seeps into your soul

But by the early dawn of day

Pitty you we will not

A curious eye you have

But curiosity killed the cat

It is not a sin to wonder

But to ponder that wicked thought

Leaves you alone on this dreadful island

Covered in every inch with bones

Carved hell in each head

This is the end you walked yourself into

Forgiven forgoten

To never be seen again

 

 

I know it's not perfect...but yeah :)

alyakme alyakme
13-15, F
Feb 10, 2010