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Jul 2019
The black void that is my home
A lonely comfort that it brings
Slowly becoming my only friend
A friend of my loneliness rather than my own

I long to leave this void in me
Hoping to free myself from it's chains
The chains are cold and tight, cutting deep
Leaving a mark that attracts my affection

A relationship so toxic and draining
But how am I to escape
When the only one who tries to rescue me
Is the wicked face of my faith

Trapped so lonely in this cell
With only the void to keep me company
Being so trapped can lead to something
A thought so wicked no one would think it's funny

The one to rescue me from this darkness
Could only be myself in such a room of demons
A wicked cold blade I see in my hand
Has become the only light in this dark cell

A choice is to be made as soon as possible
Before the choice I make makes me drift for eternity in lonely darkness
Written by
Michael Myers  22/M
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