the deep dark blackness
                              is all i see in my dreams.
                              sometimes i wish my soul was at rest 
                              and sometimes i feel like im being ripped from my seams.
                              and yet sometimes i see day light
                              in those dreams of mine
                              and then i know that my plight
                              will soon be a shrine.
                              but yet i have those days
                              where i can cry nonstop.
                              and sometimes i say
                              why cant my life just stop.
                              but then i realize
                              that people do love me.
                              and i start to compromise
                              and start to see.
                              my sister
                              is my best friend.
                              and later she'll have a mister
                              and then she'll take the good end
                              but what i see
                              is a life of torture.
                              and yet she
                              won't realize my fake composure.
                              but then after this nightmare
                              i see a light.
                              so i climb on my mare
                              and push with all my might.
                              ive finally gotten here
                              to this end of the tunnel.
                              and over there
                              is the falling of rubble. 
                              and then my mind 
                              starts to shut down.
                              but i'm still kind
                              as my last words have been written down. 
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Deep, Dark, and Depressing Poems
PoetryThese poems are deep and dark and depressing.
 
                                               
                                                  