Chapter 1 - My darkness
Submitted December 27, 2005 Updated December 27, 2005 Status Incomplete | Who would of thought depressing was suck a creative thing. A poem describing my view on my life.
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Chapter 1 - My darkness
Chapter 1 - My darkness
My darkness
To be captured in darkness,
To be held down by fear.
To be broken and bleeding,
To be crying red tears.
To be hunted by death,
And hidden by lies.
To be the only one standing,
With shades on your eyes.
When the darkness is cold,
To cold to be sane.
When my arms they are broken,
And I can't get away,
When my body is numb,
And to be fighting this way.
It tears me apart,
I'm going insane.
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punked_out_panda on January 22, 2006, 11:31:46 AM
No its more... the truth is hidden and realitly its self is well... wacked...welll thats all i can really say.brent on January 15, 2006, 1:28:11 PM
brent on
when you say the darkness is hidden, do you mean like happy pills are used, or something else? *first comment dance*P.S you are my most favorite artist here. XD
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