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DarkAmbition77 Jun 2015
In the dark
In the shadows
I'll watch over you,
Secretly protect you from the demons who want to hurt you
All for you.

As worlds end
And fire claims all
I'd protect you
All for you

And as I breathe my final breath,
As my wings loose their feathers and my body starts to fade
I'd protect you
All, and only, for you.
DarkAmbition77 May 2015
As you gracefully continue your life,
I'll be waiting.
Hoping.
Deteriorating.
We didn't share much, but it was real,
Was it?
Or was it all a game? A lie?
Maybe I'll taste love too soon
Too much...
I get drunk on that thought, I crave that feeling.
To live.
To breathe.
To be something.
Anything!
But as I stare into your meaningless, distant eyes, a void fills me up.
It crawls to my heart, to my soul.
And it whispers untill I cannot stand it anymore.
The thought of not being with you...
This is for me, that I fall in love too easily and get my own heart broken over and over again.
DarkAmbition77 May 2015
Oh, how I love to watch the night...
Children that sparkle and dance gently.
And their great father that watches them.
But I also reminds me,
What I lost
What I can't forget
Can't forgive
Long nights of no sleep
Tears that make waterfalls on my cheeks
And nothing is real, except the past.
It lives, breathes every night.
So I would rather go out,
Climb my roof,
And watch the children play,
Gently.
Peacefully.
Eternal.
This is about a love and a past I lost, and that the night reminds me of it although I can't do anything about it...
DarkAmbition77 May 2015
My Star,
They've stolen it from me
Grabbed it,
Robbed it,
Without mercy or respect..
They just took it
Ripped me open and they stole my star
Without my star, the dark will consume me
It will tear into my flesh, fill my resolve
Oh... My dear, please,

I beg you, please bring my Star back...
This is how I feel when my heart is ripped out of me, a heartache undiscribeable. When you stop believing in anything.
DarkAmbition77 May 2015
Your soft skin is tearing,
Your voice is cracking, trying to sing.
Your hands are shaking, cold chillings runs down your spine.
No escape,
No place to hide.
Inside, you're dying, fighting for the smallest sliver of hope.
You died in that cocoon, you never became a butterfly.
Knifes are ordinairy now, you know them all too well.
As they cut and damage your resolve, you suddenly know it and it occurs to you...

Death is coming for you, it talks, whispers even:
''Go back to sleep my child, you've sufferd enough...''
This poem is dedicated to all the victims who struggle in their teen years, some who did survive self harm, some who didn't....
It is sad how feeling sometimes can destroy us
DarkAmbition77 May 2015
The darkness in my soul, never left.
It was always there
It was suppressed when you where here
And filled me up when you left

The darkness in my soul
Plagued what I hold most dear
Infected my heart
Infected my brain
It growed into a tumor, and latched untill it became a part of me.
You see my dear, you where the sun in my sky. The angel of me.
And I? Hehehe.... I was just the demon in you, killing what you wanted to be...

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