In to the silence of places
My mind escapes to these dark spaces
To which fear beholds and conquers
To which they drag me and hang me
I just want them to forget me
Is this a home which I call for days
Or a fantasy to which I lays
Hopefully to go to rest
But my minds a pest
Laying here sleeping here just forgotten
Who I am to which the voices speak
Your all but nothing a phantom
To who do you think you are
A scab that wants to be a scar
To one day know that I can heal(to know that I can heal)
But I'm numb and can not feel
Hearing my soul crack to the bone
But what do I lack I can't not hear
Theirs nothing left to bleed
I just wish you heed me please
But theirs nothing left here to speak
A silence a phantom of my dreams(my dreams)
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Author:
Daniel Nicholas Ellis (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: It was my first one i use to write sad poems even if I tried writting positive ones it came out sad but looking pass the words youll see the true meaning behind the words.
- Category: Sad
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