Don’t expect me to be your saviour, <br />Don’t ask me for redemption <br />Don’t shout or chant for false hope <br />Don’t expect me to listen. <br /> <br />Oh im sick of all the wanting <br />Just let me live a life of pain <br />In the quiet peaceful countryside <br />Let me walk in shallow rain <br /> <br />The puddles of life are quick to go <br />The muddle left behind is the past <br />The pain and torture will give way to <br />Shallow empty thoughts <br /> <br />The thoughts may corrode me <br />It may leave me silent, <br />It may leave me with no will, <br />But thoughts are mine <br /> <br />Don’t expect me to serve you <br />Give in to your way of life <br />Acting like a mongrel <br />Pleading for a taste of wine. <br /> <br />The faces seen are all blank <br />No mirror can bring forth <br />The reflection <br />That I ache to see. <br /> <br />The mind brings out the blankness <br />Stares into space <br />It can never relate. <br /> <br />Al purpose is lost now <br />No use in drawing another breathe <br />Death, you don’t seem so bad now <br /> <br />Come closer and touch my lips <br />Take me away to your heavenly abode <br />Make me live no more.<br /><br />Viraj Gupta<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spoken-from-ashes/
