Lying here in this empty bed,
With memories flooding an empty head.
Thinking back upon the darkness,
To see nothing but hatred and destroying darkness.
End it all the voices are screaming,
I can only wish that im just dreaming.
As eternal hatred starts to set in,
I contemplate the unforgivable sin.
To end it all and see the light,
The voices don't stop though out the night.
They twist reality and contort perception,
This eternal confliction has no redemption.
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Author:
Jondoe909 (
Offline) - Published: October 1st, 2016 12:01
- Comment from author about the poem: again another little piece based on past experiences
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Great write, liked this a lot. Very similar to my style of writing. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you will need to have a read
Awesome write.
Thanks much appreciated
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