Behind the bright light of the sun was the unending dark of stygian
Beside the warm burning fire was a cold bleeding wine
Under the moonlight was a wounded trying to be fine
And above the clear sky was a thunderous growl of pain
All those wreckage was unknown, still buried inside of me
None of them knows how I tried hard to be free
Away from the thoughts of ending my life with my howling plea
No one knows how to see right through me
No one knows how I perfectly imagined myself hanging on the ceiling
No one knows how enticing a sharp objects could be with my blood dripping
No one knows how I tried so hard to stop reaching the bleach to whiten my dark thinking
And no one knows how I imagined myself doing so many life ending things
Even with all that unknown, I survived ruling the demons war
Standing stronger with my scarred heart
Shining and striving through the dark like a bright star
Never knew it will be possible to heal with a thousands of wound and scars
BINABASA MO ANG
Tears in Crimson Ink
General FictionThis book contains a lot of scrambled letters formed to be a words. A waves of pharagraphs and a bloody ocean ink that the author bleeds. ENGLISH POEMS "Tears in Crimson Ink formely known as Compilation of Poetry." PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME!
