A Cry To My Dear Friend Poem, by SadisticSatanist, at My poetic side

Dear old friend, I’m feeling hopeless, yet again;

My life is in ruins, and I’m just dying.

All I feel or see in this world is pain;

I just hate this, I feel like crying.

My heart is forever cursed,

With the taint of darkness.

If only life can be reimbursed,

Because at the moment I feel heartless.

As friend, life is just a horror;

With scenes of a disturbing nature,

Involving a dark presence of her,

With a tendency for abusive behaviour.

Despite all this I fight to survive,

But yet I still do not feel alive.

A Cry To My Dear Friend