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Branden Pohlmann Aug 2012
Surrounded by candles, I write,
"I love..." these candles so unilluminant
give off little light, but bunched together,
they light up the night. Looking behind me
and my past, I see a long, twisted, and gnarled
road of life I have lived, branches everywhere.
Mostly all dead ends because I lost
what was most important om them.
But a new one has opened for me:
A path that leads to a beautiful, funny, smart,
talented girl named...
I can't say it.
You'd laugh, cause you know her.
And I love her...
Branden Pohlmann Aug 2012
Lost hopes keeping me live and sane
Evil thoughts I never wished to find
This rage in me leaves me blind
I fear the wake of destruction I've left behind
has led me to my own demise.
This rage is palpable, the evil seen in my eye.
These beliefs I once knew are now regrettable.
Show me now the secrets you wish me to find.
Branden Pohlmann Aug 2012
This darkness imprisons me like shackles,
chains of ice and evil.
You, like a guardian, are a hope for me.
My only hope:
the only one with the key to free me
from this never-ending nightmare.
You, my angel,
are the only light in the dark tunnel I live in,
the only piece of me that won't cease existence.
Please stay and light up the dark
and take me down a new path?
I've offered you my love, heart, soul, and
all I have to give.  You now carry it in your hands.
Define me...

— The End —