Not resting

by zachok   Feb 22, 2005


In the darkness nothing rests,
Carving and ripping out my heart,
Doing as my inner voice suggests,
As these words I choose to impart,
Words of hate not lightly taken,
Making me feel lost and out of place,
To tell me these words you were mistaken,
Love is an addiction I want no part of,
As it only brings death,despair, and disgrace,
Falling looking at the skies above.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Andrea

    dark...i like it!