As the loneliness sets in
and the darkness embraces me
as the voices start to win
while the demons laugh with glee
"Another one!" They shout
as they consume the sins
of the wicked while calling out
" The show will just begin"
And malice is shown underneath
The faux smiles and grins
With dark forces unseen
Hidden by the soft sound of violins
The ones you love and adore
Are impostors and frauds
Who look only for war
From the poor and the flawed
YOU ARE READING
The Darkest of Days {#WATTYS 2015}
Diversos{Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder - RUMI} {I believed I wanted to be a poet, but deep down I just wanted to be the poem- Jamie Gil De Biedma} Poetry is what you really feel deep within your soul. It's the word...
