Nightmares don't end even when you open your eyes,
Life is a broken thing that was left for us to fix,
Broken love,
Broken dreams,
And shattered us,
Day and night our dreams become filled with hate,
We are forced into a life we must clean up,
But who makes it to the end..
Is it you,
Is it me,
Is it all of us as a team,
Life may be a nightmare now but there is still little hope left,
Just look up into the clear night sky and see that bright light,
The path for us to follow,
Our companion in the dark to keep us safe,
To hold us as we gently close our eyes and await the moment to open our eyes.
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Dark Poems and Short Writings
PoésieWARNING: 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...
