Wounds from past
scratch me today.
Rising from deep slumber
they have come
to bruise me again.
Endless struggles against 'dead' demons
getting lost in vain.
Dead fear roaring from grave
making me grave again.
Wounds from past
scratch me today.
Rising from deep slumber
they have come
to hurt me again.
Roaring shivering cries
restrained a newbie frain to stay.
Wounded bleeding soul
making blood bleed again.
Wounds from past
scratch me today.
Rising from deep slumber
they have come
to dissect me again.
Lifeless words celebrating agony
in a hope to be heard again.
For those verses,that are healing
can never be healed again.
Wounds from past
scratch me today.
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Dark Poetries
PoetryAgonising things and making sure that they look fragile is one of the things that I love to do. Lifeless/dead Poetries always gain my attention. Here, I have tried to collect the dark themed Poetries of mine. I am not professional;just a new chic...
