the music finally flows as I let out a sigh of relief, the ringing fades out as the melancholic melodies pierce the veil of my inner turmoil, the blood of the damned and the heart of a saint reside within thine carcass, choke the life of the innocent in the shade of the devil, Chant a tune and tell yourself everything is fine, scrawl your name in the blood of your for, scrawl they're name in your own, and embrace the moment.
YOU ARE READING
Dark poetry
PoetryI started writing poetry a few months ago, and ever since have wanted to publish them for anyone to read. I do not stick to any specific genre of poetry, and often times I write in my own style, As I have found that writing traditional poetry never...
