Balckened

by ranya   Jun 26, 2005


Waiting in this hell called life
Waiting to die
Fighting back the tears
That fall with an unspoken vengeance
Holding onto a dream
That's already died
Looking into a strangers eyes
Needing to say so much
But remain silent

The music plays
That's my escape
The night rolls in
That's my escape
The wall is high
That's my escape
The picture fades

Blackened by pain
Blackened by the truth
Blackened by reality
Blackened

Desperation
Constant Irritation
Sweet Temptation
No Sensation
Numb

What could be
Will never
What has been
Is dead
What is
Is blackened

I want to wake from this nightmare
But I'm not sleeping
I want to see the light
But it's too dark
I want to feel your touch
But there is no you

I sit in the dark
With the stench of death in the air
Holding onto the night
On the wing of a prayer

My soul has found a place
Showing my heart where to go
Together they stand
Till death do us part
Blackened

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  • 18 years ago

    by Vegetable

    wow you have ALOT of talent, this is the best poem i've read in a while. 5/5

  • 18 years ago

    by MyMercy

    wow i LOVED this one! i put it in my favorates...your my favorite writer. keep writing cuz i love your work
    --emily