Why must razors call your name so loud?
The sound echos in my head,
"They never cared,
Why should you stay here?
They wont care!
Dance with me!!"
It echos so loud,
I fear I might dance to long,
And faint,
I fear I'll fall to the ground, body limp....
"But isn't that, what you want?"
Oh believe me, I do...
But something is telling me no...
I dont wanna dance....
I want you to go away,
I want the voices to go away....
I want the pain to go away...
"It all can, my dear,
Just dance with me,"
I'm so screwed up....
I hear voices...
They're telling me to dance...
I cant...
I cant dance with you.
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My Dark Poems
PoetryTitle says it all. - They are not all dark, either. - And there is a few scary stories I found. Note: None of this is like, personal, or true, I convert my anger and depression into these poems. Some have meaning, others don't. Also there is a slig...
