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Nov 2016
My dark side protrudes through my empty soul
Everything of me has been taken so my dark side has been revealed
It rattles through my veins harshly like a siren in the crisp midnight air

Perhaps it was stress, anger, resentment.
Maybe it was even regret.
One thing that I know is that I am no longer in control

The only thing I see is black despair

Darkness covers my heart like lead on a fragile flower

Anyone who tries to reason with me is shot down with a blazing arrow of fire

I've lost everything except the darkness

My life has shattered but the irremovable black remains

And darkness is a nasty life to live but when you get used to it it becomes a custom

I have poisoned myself and everyone around me

And now I am alone

And that is what the darkness does.
Written by
blueberry
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   Dana Colgan and Doug Potter
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