Standing on the edge of night
I am wondering what might
Will help me feel light
From this burden of life
Going in and going out
Can't seem to figure my route
This pain is breaking me into
A million pieces with no doubt
Defining my life in puzzles
Never thought I would suffer
The consequences of cruel desire
My demons alert not in mood to retire
Sometimes when I see myself
The haunted look brings utter despair
I do not remember seeing vibrancy there
But yeah life couldn't be more unfair
I know what I am capable of
I can burn everything to ashes
And make everyone sob
For the treasure lost
But I can also bring sunshine
To homes where night prevails
So that people can mine
Happiness instead of pain
I don't think I could be anymore insane
With thoughts of death plaguing
My mind like an inevitable disease
Forcing me to do something to make my heart cease
I wish I can be relieved of this uncontrollable pain
I wish I could free my mind of all its bane
I wish I could feel happy to hear the heart beats in my chest
Instead of regretting why I was still breathing when I should be dead.
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Withering petals of my hurting heart
PoetryA collection of poems that I wrote when my whole existence felt like a joke and I felt shackled by my own demons.