My Own Broken Poetry
Blackness
Darkness
Nothingness
My own abyss
A simple creation
A miscalculation
Never ending
Your anger
My hate
Our pain
My pain
Why am I here?
Why are you here?
Why are we here?
Leave
Begone
Cease your talking
With each of your words
And each of your worries
Forms a new wound
The sword in my chest
Has my own family crest
Its getting so deep
Yet none of you weep
Remorse
Sadness
Pity
Do you really have none to spare?
My self
My sanity
My existence
It's disappearing
Into nothingness
My own abyss
The real me is leaving
With no goodbyes
Just a spit in the face
A simple disgrace
Anger
Hate
Revenge
I hate you
I love you
You’re a disaster
But I seem to be worse
I’m leaving
Stop me
No let me go
I’m loosing my self
This isn't going well
Even I can tell
The real me is leaving
Yet there is no tears to be shed
Hand me a guillotine
I’ll chop off my head
Because it's all pointless
Darkness
Nothingness
My own abyss
I am nothing
You are nothing
We are nothing
Our own abyss
Let us close our eyes
And cease to exist
by
MonsterBabiesposted on 05/10/2008
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