Twisted thoughts haunt my mind
My anger is unleashed on all mankind...
Prison in my own so called home,
wings clipped...
Can anyone hear my echoes
does anyone hear my cries...
*//it's my first poem so it's a little rough
shout to the world...
Broken wings...
broken heart...
I HATE MY SELF I WISH I WAS DEAD I HATE BEING...
Monsters chasing me
vampire out for blood...
Reborn a monster
kill hack and slash...
So sick of the noise
Done with the pain...
Static noise wraps my eardrums
To silence the steady beating in my chest...
Winters fun, winters Pure & white..
Winters was, Winter Might...
6ft under
so cold...