I'm married to the darkness, it keeps me guarded, it eats at my soul like it's a carcass, when had all of this started?
I had a dark wedding, the light was blocked out, my flesh outside of me began shredding, I couldn't muster up the strength to shout, I became locked with pain, I had nothing left to gain, thoughts were swirling through my brain, outside in the cold, hard rain.
With no person to hold, no person to love, I've become so alone, finding things tough, I need to push through, this window, and see this night through, just so I can reach tomorrow.
Flashbacks play, like a movie, throughout the day, things are beginning to become spooky, terror is here, there's definitely something I should fear, I shed a tear, begin to think of her again, my dear, my only friend, is this now the end? I've got no strength left to defend, from the attacks, that keep opening up the cracks, on my body, bloody, my vision begins to be cloudy, I'm starting to feel empty, I need somebody, to end this suffering and misery.
I close my eyes, the breathing stops, I'm not gonna be awakening, when tomorrow drops, instead I'll be drifting, through the wind, floating by, without pain, why did I die? Everything still feels lame, and still remains the same, oh, what a shame.
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This Is Your Voice
PoetryA selection of poetry, that I have written from the last three years. An anthology of my poems from the last three years, which I have put together, for everyone to enjoy, about survival, love, heartbreak and pain, and my own experiences in life. ...
