I look deep into your eyes..
wondering are these just lies..
wishing I could be reassured that you are mine.heart, body,soul,mine....
my heart turns black as coal.
I want to see the light but the wings of darkness covers me..
smoke runs from under me..
claws of hate smothers me..
blood runs all over my body..
naked I stand vulnerable to emotions I hate...
please I hope it's not to late!
I hold my enemies over the black hole,like bait for hungry demons,eat them slowly I say as I listen to the cries of pain..
Forgotten of the insane.
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Visions Of Spookielament
Poetrydark poetry for the dark hearts. .. if you ever feel like a freak accident you are not alone. I too have those emotional scars and some even physical reminder to never reach that level again..I write for how i feel at the moment. I have pstd. Depr...
