Poetry

A Black Souls Fate

I've lost myself buried deep under the dirt

I did this to myself to hide the hurt

And now I'm happy

With those who laugh with me

But my darkness threatens to come out again

Reminding me my very existence is sin

My soul laughs at me and my petty friends

Making me wish my existence would just end

He reminds me why I shouldn't care

For those who tend to wander off elsewhere

And reminds me of the shackles love creates

Telling me again about my fate

But I've become better since finding my misfit family

Making me believe that maybe I can live happily

For the shackles I hardly feel anymore

And life no longer seems like a bore

But then my black soul came back again

Reminding me who I am within

And creates adrenaline to which I crave

Turning me back into fates slave