I'd say that this is the darkest piece I've ever written, but there is true meaning behind my words. I've never written anything like this so I'd appreciate the comments and please vote and share and follow me.
Fear(less but more) afraid of myself,
I can't control my mind filled with darkness I can't fight,
and light I cannot confide in,
Nothing makes sense.
A senseless universe stuck in the mind of an adolescent,
Darkness prevails,
a curse and nothing more,
a secret nonetheless.
A secret trapped; in a heart breaking,
A heart beating out of time.
A reminder of a war stuck in a place where time means nothing.
A war with myself.
Something I cannot win,
jump or stay in the boat?
fight or fly away into empty space and no time?
Flying with tainted wings,
Tarnished from battles fought and battles lost.
The fear rising of battles still to come.
Monsters lurking behind ever bend in the road,
monsters that are nothing but a reflection hidden from view.
Every tear a reminder that I'm lost and no one hears my cries,
Every rain drop falling a reminder of those left behind,
in a bid to stop my mind from drowning those I love in pain,
Laughter of dark spirits,
echoing through my mind when I find myself empty of thoughts,
numb...
pain(less but more) broken than anyone could imagine possible.
Its a wonder how I still survive,
why I'm still alive,
with all the fear I hold inside,
fear of escaping my mind,
somewhere I have become so comfortable,
The darkness no longer being full of evil,
a beautiful darkness,
a safe haven?
Tears no longer falling like waterfalls,
and blood no longer falling with them,
The mending of my heart,
the realisation that a dream is just an absence of consciousness,
just as darkness is just an absence of light.
Ask me about destiny,
was I destined for this life?
no...
I do not believe that we have one destiny,
one fate and no choice.
we make our own minds.
There is light in all darkness,
And there is darkness in all light,
bad in all good,
don't claim to be just one thing,
claim to be them all.
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My Poems
PoetryPoetry is where I started writing, I think it was because I'm in love with metaphors. The themes of the poetry in this book vary from; Love, war, Suicide, Society and silly things. Hope you enjoy please leave your comments and vote and share.
