Eye's follow...
Try not to end up behind..
Looks can not be that kind..
Dark woods surrounded..
View is surreal.
Try not to feel ..
I whisper to myself .
Told what to say..
And not playing the part.
She reached in and tore my heart ..
Games people play ..
I never understand..
Misplaced characters.
In a unforgiving land..
YOU ARE READING
Visions Of Spookielament
Poetrydark 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...
