The world is spinning into darkness
a pit of unforgiving
drowning in its own blood
it's full of pain and torture
would the screams of the many
that hollow your soul
life is a nightmare
a nightmare that you cannot run from
the shadows graps you
you see everything but can't see a thing
the world is spinning and nothing and stop it
and now there's nothing but pain to fill the void in your heart
But the others will pretend till the end of days that happiness still exist
but they are panicking inside and out
the world is black from the flames of damnation
you see life is a nightmare
and you can see the darkness can't you
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My Weird Poems
PoetryThese are just werid poems I wrote at three in the morning. A lot of them are dark. And I'm not very good at writing or at writing poems so please don't judge. If there is anything you would like to ask or think would help me improve don't be afared...
