There is a voice...velvety like the night..
it beckons to me...from inside of my mind...
Once, twice
I begged for death...
Your words tear me apart;
Soon there will be nothing left of me...
~Not real by any means. Just a dark poem for fun...
Filled with stress; pleading for a release...
I drank your wine
of diabolic taste...
Overbearing and over shadowing my every move
My body becomes reticent as you slither down my...
You're a line
and I'm a string...
It's not your grasp on humanity that is the...
I think I'm trying to say I understand, or if not...
A secret she knows
to a small room she goes...
Echoing whispers of wind sing,
And a crash resonates once more...
Stricken by teen insanity;
Stardom: and untimely fate...
It start for the trust for the dark...
He know how to make it so very toxic...