Your Half of My Soul
No one knows that late at night
I scream and curse and cry and fight
That I shake till blood runs cold
And soon my eyes turn centuries old
No one knows what I truly am
I signed death's book with blood as pen
So now I wonder lost and alone
Waiting for your half of my soul
Created: October 2005
Last Edited: 27 October 2005
Notes: Another poem from the perspective of an immortal whose only way to die lays in another person.
I scream and curse and cry and fight
That I shake till blood runs cold
And soon my eyes turn centuries old
No one knows what I truly am
I signed death's book with blood as pen
So now I wonder lost and alone
Waiting for your half of my soul
Created: October 2005
Last Edited: 27 October 2005
Notes: Another poem from the perspective of an immortal whose only way to die lays in another person.