Dark Poetry #1 |
A Final Word |
OBLIVION Junior Member
since 1999-10-04
Posts 21 |
Fade to red, Dripping and pale "Neath the steel A rush with struggle Attempting a bit of hope Then drowning in the emptiness. Sorrow slipping tidy ropes, "Round the neck of frail will Tightening while gasping For the breath of fight. This world I care not for. This night will become endless In minutes.. I'll have my final dance With pain My last struggle with with fear And a first union, With sharpness of the darkest lover Teasing, slipping, and hungry Searching for final and ultimate pain, Wet with warmth of freshly sliced skin, And newly pouring blood. I fear not the swim in that shallow pool. Soon my flickering light will be expelled. Goodbye. |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
This degree of darkness likes me much this night. I can feel the potential pain within this piece. ------------------ Now and forever, my heart hears ~one voice~. DreamEvil© |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Dark, indeed. Love the imagery. Michael |
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Systematic Decay Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1301That place with padded walls and funny people in white......... |
So depressing, I like the poem, but I hope you don't act on these feelings.... ------------------ "Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage." -Billy Corgan- |
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