***this is the basic blue print for this poem...
I feel dead...
Revenge is the sweetest thing you can taste
it's bitter, it's cold, it hurts...
Here I am, not there anymore, not in that place...
Through the darking woods i go,
to see the dark trees fade around me...
Her screams echoed through
the streets...
I look around to see...
See the sun shine
Down in the night...
I see no light,
in this dream that I'm in...
Why did you tell me that you cared for me
when it was a lie...
Perish the memories, we stand united
Hand in hand, together will be fate...
Okay is not what I am so don't say that I'm okay...
Dark shadows
taught to cold white walls...