That beautiful silence in the dark
The beautiful thoughts you hear in your mind so smart
The sound of your pounding heart
That pretty dark art
This imagination that creeps
It creeps into your mind without a peep
It stands on a cliff so steep
That dark still running so deep
Along the lines the dark starting to seep
The imagination you keep
The dark where you take a leap
The imagination your cushion into a heap
This goes on until you finally just have quiet sleep
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My Jumping ( failure at suicide )
PoetryIf you like creepypastas read this. Also there are many poems that don't have creepypasta don't worry you'll see them because of the titles. DO NOT COPY MY WORK ALL OF THIS IS FROM MY MIND. Also please give criticism it will help me enhance my poem...
