Twisting vines of words, and creeping shadows of thoughts wrench my mind ruthlessly.
Black ink covers the page, seeping with heartless rage.
Im doomed and hopelessly stuck in a metaphorical cage.
Im hearing evil voices that speak of damnation, and i utter nothing but eery silence.
My thudding heart grows louder, and my bones grow weary, for i seem to sink into an ebony abyss.
I am absolutely trapped and chained to a wall that towers inside of my head, the years of unused knowledge tumbles down upon me, crushing me.
Yet, i scream and thunder, the pain pouring out of my lungs in
raspy breaths, and i plead the judge, my own will, to free me from my delusional cage.
I beg, and my will ponders and the emotional war begins to wage. Im trembling, choked up words are thrown in the air, and swarm my ears, lies are the jagged knifes stabbing and twisting my heart.
And like any other teenager, i merely go on, shrugging the battle and survive.
But each day, each night, as the stars climb unto their midnight cloak, and the moon shines, my demons unravel. They twist, and climb from my soul and dance in the moonlight. These demons, they leave footprints in the murky waters of my mind, leaving me delusional.
As the stars fall and fade from view, we trudge up an atmospheric hill. Radiant blue shines through our worlds halo as the warmth of the day licks our skin
Life is going to go on, and we will grow stronger. We have reached Zenith, and the eye in the sky is beneath us, for we have taken gods crown, but a war will awaken, a war we will win. However, we will lose just as much as we gain. A never-ending cycle is created, and we twist with the turns.
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Collection of poems
PoetryA collection of my poems. Its strange, but understandable. When you read, you'll feel something, anything. Feedback would be nice. I will update 3 times a week. Mondays, wednesdays, fridays. If i dont update, something occurred that prevented me
