Ghostly shadows surround me...broken and unseen figures ..I search .. Not found... Seeking .. Eyes open .. Mouth shut..silence the soul as it try's to dance to the beat of my heart...saddens me to know I'm already torn apart..my limbs hang and sway with the song..savagely going along..laughing now but not for long..just a rotten savage that doesn't belong ... Cursed into existence from the moment you took your first breath.. quietly screaming for ones death...
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Visions Of Spookielament
Şiirdark poetry for the dark hearts. .. if you ever feel like a freak accident you are not alone. I too have those emotional scars and some even physical reminder to never reach that level again..I write for how i feel at the moment. I have pstd. Depr...
