by 90 members "Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before."
Edgar Allan Poe
For dark, painful poetry and mystery, macabre stories.
I pretend Everything is fine That's the secret That gets me by... But truth is lately Things been really ****** A serous lost of love and trust There's a hole in my soul The place where my life's blood flows And empties alone... Lost in the night Even reason's teeth Enjoys a bite Still I pretend Everything will be alright!
Embarrassing to admit This time of year Your cold memories Control my gift... Iced over thoughts Of all I have lost Along slippery ways Back in your Coldest day's... February you are my curse's Each time around Seem's to get a little bit worse Somewhere between Christmas and spring I tend to write Really dark themes February? Of all the months In a single year How did you trap My weary heart here?
Woke up this morn Everything felt right Oh how I wish With all my might To leave behind The burdens in tow All that disturbs me Let it all go But then again I've been here before Running from demons That cling to my core ......
Traveler Tim https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tzhW3xz87S8
Involuntarily My subconscious Mind speaks All that I've "let go" Down below Still creeps Invisible as a ghost Stuffed into place All my brokenness Slaps in the face Forgotten imprinted Carved into my soul All of my losses Tightly in tow .....