(Authors Note: This poem was inspired by monksea!!! ^_^ Go check out her poems, including her new poem.)
That unknown murder.
The unseen killer.
Does its best to hurt her.
One hell of a thriller.
Bites deep inside her.
Bleeding from inside out.
Such a burden, such a bother.
Endless pain throughout.
Crawling deep inside her soul.
Slithering through out and in.
Creating inside her a whole.
Darkness consuming her sin.
Shriveling up what she used to be.
Too strong too even try and fight back.
Losing meaning of life and how to clearly see.
Everything fading into black.
Losing what meant most.
Taken over, badly poisoned.
Had too much of an overdose.
By a red substance her clothes moistened.
Eyes as black as eyes of dolls.
No life showing in them.
To listen to it makes her a fool.
All her body goes numb.
She listened to the voice that was wrong.
And now has lost all her will to hear.
By this dark figure she is being overcome.
And down her face slides a red tear.
For she has lost all strength to fight.
This is the consequence, to feel insane.
Always darkness, no longer light.
For giving in, you are put through neverending pain.
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Poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of poems I have written over the years. Some of them were inspired by music, life events, sudden thoughts, etc. Overall, any other story I write will not tell you about me as much as my poems will. They are my life story, my bio...
