Out in the darkness
Screaming but unheard,
Embracing the deception
No truth no recollection,
My pain has no real word.
Blood pours from my body
Tears pour from my eyes,
Love and hate,
A twisted fate,
Now time for me to die.
Shall my soul rest
For the first time in years?
Or shall I cry
Until I die,
Drowning in my tears?
your friggen amazing; i love your poems. they're so; overwhelming that you can almost feel what your feeling but in a more relaxed perspective. you have amazing work and by far this is one of my favorites.
I love poems like this
The question ones
They always leave me thinking
Especially yours