Until He Came

My day was fine 

the sun did shine 

the holy voice 

within my head 

did not say those things 

that make me sad 

but then he came 

turned right around 

he said those things, 

things my mind can't sound 

he talks like that 

it's how he kills  

he talks to them 

and then they die 

he talks to me 

and then I sigh 

sighing is crying 

crying is dying 

he plays the game 

he talks to them 

and then they cry 

he talks to them 

and then they die. 

Author's Note

Tell me how you felt after you read this.

And tell me what you think.

Reviews

[Cid]

I felt like a "Randy Orton's" theme song "They talk to me!"
Love poem and I think, this's the best poem ever because your feelings're floating over the words and you wrote the piece from your soft heart. I think, you love your someone much with the heart and am sure, he's the lucky one who lives into the depth of your heart and I hope, he knows how lucky he is to be living into an angel's depth of heart!

[Maia]

Thankyou so much!! I'm glad you like it :)