Dark Poetry #4 |
My Dark Side. |
xTr3m3sT Member
since 2008-03-03
Posts 415 |
I see through mirrors I breathe through wounds and I smell through flesh. Do I deserve to die? Do I deserve to live? What is my purpose? it doesn't make sense to me the only thing I know of is pain. Knives, blades, razors they are not forgiving enough. Even the graceful touch of mortis will fail to release my misery. I see and taste my own blood whenever I look at my disgusting reflection. I look into my own eyes it terrifies me, my eyes are empty it shows the bitterness deep within me something just wants to get out and escape but I'm keeping it in. If I was to let what is inside me escape I will just be sealing my fate. |
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Falling rain
since 2008-01-31
Posts 2178Small town, Illinois |
Wow this poem really speaks to me.. i know how you feel. great poem! ~Zach~ |
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MysticClear01 New Member
since 2008-05-31
Posts 3 |
I reeally like this poem. It fits me so well at times. Good job! |
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