Dark Poetry (& random)

Darkness

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-Author notes-

On another site people told me they didn't like the first stanza. Well, the first stanza is actually my favourite. It is there to create the contrast of pace, and to introduce ideas of passion, depression and self harm (but emotional, as she tastes tears not iron, blood).

But what do you think? =]

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Path of Darkness

By Samantha Cook

My lips as the line

Not one smile has kissed

By I've licked the blade

The taste of salt not iron

No more

ups and downs

Like the edge of a saw

Each new life line slashed

and I can't breath

Is it your jealousy I stir?

No need for anguish

The light does not want me

Of that, I am sure

See these wings?

They were meant for darkness

And with the happiness

My cold soul static

It's throat exposed

Waiting

Vulnerable and shallow

And I am on edge

I know

The silent agony of love

And I breathe

The cold exhale as broken

And now I ask-

Is it not enough

that my tears run scarlet?

Passionate

Lust your mistress could not comprehend

Which I 'choose' not to end

So here I am

in the path of darkness,

Already lost

by the time you read this.