Dreamers weep, as liars keep,
The greatest sense of pain.
A guilt within that beckons when,
a lover's eyes close with disdain.
The darkest part of letting go,
is never knowing when to show,
the feeling draws you ever low.
Into the claws of a dying tomorrow.
- Authors: J.D. Treick (Pseudonym)
- Visible: All lines
- Finished: June 15th, 2017 11:30
- Limit: 6 stanzas
- Invited: Public (any user can participate)
- Comment from author about the poem: Let's try for the dichotomy (Contrast) between light and dark perspectives. It would be fun to see the clashing themes. However it's also up to whatever you feel would fit! :) Should be fun!
- Category: Gothic
- Views: 47
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