Living the dark side of reality.
Where dreams are few...
The darkness is creeping
I can feel it seeping...
One in the same you stand together
hearts as cold as leather...
Did you ever love some one and know they didn't...
did you ever feel k=like crying knowing it would...
I will not die of suffocation
with guilt pressing against my chest...
There is a killer in the shadows waiting for you...
You'll never see it coming untill you're eye to...
His flowers perch along
a blackened windowsill...
A Faint Voice Whispers
Somewhere a faint voice whispers in the night...
Shattered glass breaks through the ground
Confining the flames of a desperate desire...
-Note: This poem is for an in club challenge where...
I observed...
It started with a virgin red rose,
in the beginning of spring...
Monotonous bodies meander on
Draped in black Armani business attire...