Sinning
This poem was inspired by 7 Minutes in Hell by Voilà
Every time
Every one without fail
You pierce as though it wasn’t there
The strongest I had ever forged
Link by link and yard by yard
Oceans to drown in
Oceans of mail
Borne by me against the slings and arrows
Of my own worst judgement
I thought I was safe from you
But when you kiss me
I can feel fire blazing beneath my skin
Searing my bones
Bringing me down to my knees
For you I’d trade anything
Send me down below
Make me play for seven minutes in Hell
If only for the chance
Even the hope
Another round
And a third after that
One more and I’ll be fine
One more and I’ll be fine
The more I say it
It rings hollow
One more and I’ll be done
One more and I’ll be done
Can’t forget the taste of sinning
Can’t resist the call
The one that drags me down
The one that pulls my breath from my lips
Replacing it
Leaving in its place
Empty
Hollow
Ringing
Empty
A lonely bell in a silent graveyard
Not even the dead to call my friends
One more…
And another…
Love the taste of sinning
Searing against my soul
Beautiful pain
Tearing away at my foundations
It’s everything I need and more
Leaving me hollow
Calling for the dead to answer
Knowing that I’m alone
Torn asunder
Shaken by thunder
Of the lonely bell
Tolling the hour
One more
And I’ll be done…
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Alexander McEvoy
Writing has been a hobby of mine for years, so I'm just thrilled to be here! As for me, I love writing, dogs, and travel (only 1 continent left! Australia-.-)
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At first I thought it was about a toxic love; but now I think it is an addiction drugs/alcohol/gambling that the person is trapped in the pain of.
This is incredible! Every line was so well done and flowing together so seamlessly.
Damn... the darkness in this piece just grabs you and reminds you that you can never escape the melancholia!! I loved the nods to our favourite song within this one!! Smartly written, it helped build that foreboding feeling!
Gosh this was so intense and the feeling of hopelessness and helplessness was so palpable! Loved it! Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️