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May 2018
I look across the table in her beautiful eyes
They seem brighter than the stars in the skies
I see the gleam they hold and wonder why they stay here with my soul filled with sadness and despair, I despise the pain.

She asks me what is wrong, she asks me if Iā€™m alright
To be truthful Iā€™m not her eyes are far too bright
I feel fright, what if I drown the light

The darkness in my soul grows tenfold until it beams above me like a devil.
It snarls with vicious teeth, as he sinks them in my corpse, ******* any vision of happiness away, replacing it with an evil sadness.
I feel the pit in my stomach growing, leaving, filling my mouth with bile.

I walk out of the restaurant with tears in my eyes.
I look up to the skies filled with stars that remind of those baby blue eyes.
I see the fear in her eyes.

Why must the devil in my soul come at the worst times?
I just wish for one day without tears flooding my eyes.
Please, oh please hope my friend replace the devil in my soul.

Please wage war with the devil in my soul called fear.
I fear what I may do to the brightness that is a beacon in my darkest nights, oh dear.
Please destroy the devil, that tries to quell the brightness in my best friends eyes, please release me from it, please allow me that one mear blessing.
Written by
Spencer Smith  13/M/my own mind
(13/M/my own mind)   
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