The darkness lingers day after day.
I try my best to push it away, but
it only seems to get worse, and the more i try the more it hurts.
Locked up here inside my room, this bed i lie becombes my tomb.
I cannot seem to see the light, no energy means i cannot fight.
this horror locked up has broken free, it's tearing up inside of me. Destroying all of what i have left, all of that i have kept.
A secret what i hold, a story left untold.
This time i may be out of luck, this time i may be best forgot.
I'll try my best but no high-hopes will catch me when i'm finally broke.
The pieces rot and fall away, just as i start to decay.
The darkness has got in my way,
I lost the fight now it must stay.














Comments
The words are welll echoed throught it, and the mood created is well crafted.
Next time you write try and structure the poem into verses instead of lines,
It helps with the flow of the poem, and the effect from reading.
but apart from that sensational. A fav for you my friend!
cheers.
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A will to truth is but the mask for a will to power.
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everyone loves and everybody hates so why can't we love to hate?
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YaY!
xxx
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And im nothing more than a line in your book
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And im nothing more than a line in your book
(these kisses wont rust)
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And im nothing more than a line in your book
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And im nothing more than a line in your book
it sucks completely i cant think of jack!
it so sucks man!!
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everyone loves and everybody hates so why can't we love to hate?
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