Silver gate to crimson rivers.
Beating heart and gasping breaths.
Addicting rush of adrenaline
Taking me away.
Blood lust,
Cacophony of chemicals,
Rejuvenating retreats.
Give me the pleasure
Of the high
Give me the pain,
To escape the hurt.
Alluring.
Always calling me back.
A soft voice in the wind.
A shout in the dark.
Again I give in,
Again I fail,
Again I feel a part of myself die.
How do I
Get through the night?
The demons inside pull my strings
With all their might.
Someday they might even
Take my life.
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Poetry from Pain
PoesiaThis is just some poetry that I have written over the years. It's kind of an experiment, as this will be the first thing I post here. Please feel free to criticize me as much as you like and give any advice you have. I hope you enjoy (PS: I'm not t...
