You be the once innocent person,
Your skin sliced and bruised,
I show you the path to the pond,
A pond once full of life and clear water,
Now swallowed in darkness filled with blood and tears,
Your mind ruined by others,
Slowly dying from the inside out,
Painting on a smile and pretending to see light,
The people who once hurt you dead,
Insanity running free,
Who filled the once clear pond with blood,
You did from the pain thinking none,
Unknown feelings running through your once pure mind,
Sitting in the pond you slowly fill it more,
Saying to fear one who has nothing left,
Holding the knife above their heads,
The ones who hurt you soon to help fill the pond,
Eyes wide edrenalin fills you,
Nothing fills your mind but pure sensation,
Your innocence now dead,
your mentality gone,
Completely unstable you fill the pond yourself,
You feed it your pure red blood,
Feeling the pain you feed it more,
Your forever gone staring into a once sun filled sky,
Right before your life is about to slip,
A man of red comes from the blood stained pond,
Gives you a dark disappointed look,
And you're never seen again.
By~ Moonlight Lane
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Dark Poems and Short Writings
PoesiaWARNING: If you don't like very dark poems with violence I will say this once DO NOT READ but I would hope you do give it a chance. This is for mature and people that won't be triggered by blood, depression, and other things but instead of flagging...
