The darkness can run
Into my soul
But it's already won
It's reached its goal
So now darkness sits
Nessled inside
Where the pain hits
Where I try to hide
Now I depend
On the darkness within
So if I bend
I'll break like a pin
I welcome darkness
Always have, always will
It is my bliss
From this sad, awful hell
YOU ARE READING
The Book of Depressing Poems
PoesíaEver felt like you have so many feelings clogged up inside of you that you can't breathe? I have. Ever wanted to rant about them to someone? I have. So here it is, my rant. My book of poems that will either make you say "I feel the exact same way."...
