My Deep Slumber

[ShadowFire]

My Deep Slumber

May peace find thy lips
Each heart beat pounds
From the cut the blood drips
Seeping into the ground

The cold earth quakes beneath
Wind's chill grips tight
Bearing fangs for teeth
Death shall visit this night

When stars fail to shine
And the moon slumbers as well
On flesh the wolves shall dine
What a story to tell

Pain that crawls thy skin
But thou shall not cry out
Thou shall hold it deep within
And bleed with guilt and doubt

Yet I say to thee
Fear not my dear friend
Give thy burden to me
And thy suffering shall end

[Shurtugal]

oh, that was very nice shadow. it makes me feel happy and sad at the same time. i like how some of the old english launge, like the "thee, and thy", it always gives writinga flare.

[~Sophia~]

My Deep Slumber

May peace find thy lips
Each heart beat pounds
From the cut the blood drips
Seeping into the ground

The cold earth quakes beneath
Wind's chill grips tight
Bearing fangs for teeth
Death shall visit this night
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Yet I say to thee
Fear not my dear friend
Give thy burden to me
And thy suffering shall end

A friend in need! The first two verses had me thinking this poem was going to be about suicide but the last verse leads me to believe it's about reaching out. Nicely done.

[BienvenuJDC]

But Who is such a Friend who can take burdens?

[ShadowFire]

Thank you every one for your comments!

BienvenuJDC,
Sometimes a burden is just not being able to share and to ease such a burden a friend may just have to listen. On the other hand, if one is to be tortured as infered, the burden could be lifted if the friend just took the one's place.