the blood is trickling down
to the walls of the town
where no light shines
no one can hide
from the darkness that takes it
to the darkest of the darkness
there is no end
the suffering cant be ended
pain is the best
I welcome it as a guest
to the miserable thing called life
I stay here and fight
throught the pain
of the bloody rain
that comes down
to the floors of the town
it brings out the demons
that takes our souls
it fills in the holes
of our troubling past
the shadows cast
our morsel enemy
authors note
I wrote this in study lab but I'm not depressed. I just thought of all this.
YOU ARE READING
dark and sad poems and other things.
Poesíaall of these poems are mine unless state that they aren't
