My body has given up,
Piece by piece it kills itself,
But my heart beats,
the bright brown of my eyes has faded,
but determination shines,
like a lonely star in the dark sky,
My lover holds my hand,
Wishing he could save me from the end,
Death stands with its dark wings
leaning on my nightstand,
I challenge it to pull me from my lover's grip,
A single teardrop falls on my skin,
it burns my already fading soul,
I open my mouth to speak,
but no words come out,
I see pain in his eyes,
more than my body feels,
death spreads it's wings,
promising me relief,
I fight for my soul,
I fight for my life,
But in the end,
I find my relief,
in the arms of chaos......
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Amateur poems
Poetry'I walk alone with bruises and scars, some over my body and some inside of me' TRIGGER ALERT!! Do not read if you get easily disturbed with topics like racism, rape, depression, sucide and death.. *Winner of Equestrian awards!! *2nd place in the BLO...
