Open wounds, scarified. the consuming darkness, black painted eyes. wanders around, doesn’t belong. open wounds bleeding forever a pretty face a tortured soul crying eyes never cease tears of blood stream down a pale face. open wounds a stolen breath a serated dagger falls to the floor streaming from within a crimson river.
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When I Had Innocence
Um, i guess this belongs under POETRY……*shrugs* Sight blurred Flesh crawling Begging to be put Out of misery and despair Wanting back What was once taken Beautiful days Of bright sunshine And singing birds Now dark times Mind shut down Cannot hear my screaming words Sweet roses Grassy paths Become blown dust And hard cold… Continue reading When I Had Innocence
My Place
Darkness sets in, sealing our fates. Happiness now taken away, only to be replaced by hate. Negative thoughts cloud my head, memories flood my mind, lies start building up inside. Sorrow, is the next thing that follows, and pain, is the only thing that I gain. Promises, dreams, all shattered and broken, no hope to… Continue reading My Place
Unforgivable
I hear the piercing words echo through my head, getting louder. I’m screaming but yet I’m not making a sound. No one can see through me, They only see what they want to see. I cry in the dark, but no one cares. Bloody tears stream down my face. What i did was unforgivable, but… Continue reading Unforgivable