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#Fear #emotion On the outside I stand strong, So trust me as I say, It's hard for me to write this post, But I'll admit these here today: I'M AFRAID of darkness, That overwhelming black, Sitting in...
Amethyst eyes. filled in ink,. Sketched against. white rooms,. Sound proof. with barred windows,. Keeping in the. ghosts shadows,. In a straightjacket. of paper,. Stitched together. by words,.
Stalking my nightmares,. Haunting my dreams,. Mirroring all of lifes uncertainties,. Behind the walls of sleep,. Wrapped in bed sheets,. A ghost in the walls,. With a silent scream,.
i don't wanna hear all the bull shit lies you're talking. ive got my dirty little secrets, keep them nailed up in their coffins. six feet beneath the dirt, is where those mother fuckers sleep.
I'm treading slowly in my dreams. Trying not to awaken the ghost That lingers deep in my subconcious. One that devours all thoughts. One face that dismisses all emotion.
Darkness all around me, Isolated in the black, A monster in the shadows, Eyes staring at my back.
On the road between heaven and hell There aint no one that gonna hear you yell No one to run to; no one to tell Your deeds are lined up in front of you Beg for forgiveness for the sins you did...
Im stuck in a jail cell without any bars. My nights pitch black; cant see any stars. Im stuck in traffic; but there aint no cars. Drunk in my head; never been to bars.
Behind the walls, Collecting, pondering it all. Afraid to look down, I know I'll fall. Inside the walls, I hear it all. Whispers, temptation, cries & calls. Addiction locking itself in.
#household I creep in upon the darkened night Dance in glory with descending light Through your window on moonbeams I slip To make you mine in icy grip Like a coiled snake at night I strike I'll...
#household. In the deepest darkest depths of your mind. There's a place where you can go to nobody can find. It's depravity and evil all rolled into one. It's a pit of self-loathing second to none.
Something's got a hold on me,. And won't let go,. I seems I've got a real big fee,. Which I didn't know,. Claws tearing through my skin,. Blood trickling down,. Please tell me my only sin,.
I have just been out to get bits and bobs, took the bull by the horns One of those days where my mind got to me to create a tumultuous storm I am now sat here, a prisoner of me I want to break out,...
Darkness surrounds. It brings out the quietist sounds. Causes your imagination to flow. And create creatures that glow. Creatures that roar and scratch. Or bite your back. You imagination let's loose.
It's a capital offence these days to tell the truth and not believe. I lay my secrets out on the table and hide my feelings underneath.
#youngwritershousehold. Nightmare of the night,. You're in for a fright,. Searching deep within,. For the inner demon,. Your heart rushes,. You cheek flushes,. Inky hands consuming,.
His eyes are lit up like flames. His glare burns my eyes, he laughs at my suffering. He is pleasured by the pain I'm in. He watches me scream and sob as he takes me away. Torturing me for my mistakes.
Is this what it takes. Fighting to keep eyes open, body shakes. Tip of my tongue bleeding a spreading ache. Trying to make what it takes. Failing mistake after mistake.
I lay motionless in a state of stupor, Staring wildly at the cobweb waving at me from aloft. Taunting me, reminding me of the wasteland my life has become.
I walk with a monotone pace, my feet hitting the floor in a repetitive place. The same work, the same parties. The same people, the same job.
I can hear that voice again, some say its in my mind. So many questions, but the answers are so hard to find. Whispers through my brain again, its making me feel weak.
#Acorns My first poem with any real length. ( 3 months old) I see the store ahead, I'm nearly close to Town. But here comes the swam of demons, Trying to drag me down.
Sadder but wiser. Clocks ticking seconds away. Eating the day away. Hiding behind these walls. Your past ghosts, your downfall. Listen closely, as the screams still echo down the halls.
I wake up in am empty room, no doors or windows. The walls are completely blank except for a tiny purple smear in the bottom left corner of the third wall.