Madness

by Jonathan   Dec 18, 2005


Sometimes at night I dream
I dream of a dark place
a place where the demons of my past creep from the shadows
i scream
a scream that tears through the unconscious dread of my past
i still see her face
a peaceful scream roaring from her eyes
the eyes that were once full of so much life and joy
eyes that reflect like the purest mountain pool
eyes that have lost the graceful beauty
the guilt of my deeds roaring past the thin veil that i drape over my emotions
i cant live this way anymore
i move and grab a gun with one bullet in the chamber
i see her undying beauty as i put the gun to my head and pull the trigger
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it feels strange this place between life and death
the first thing i notice is blood on my hands
i look down and its not mine
all sense of time has vanished
its been an eternity and a second all at the same time
as my tainted soul slowly fades away
and i drown my demons in the blood spewing from my skull
I see her eyes
those beautifully cold eyes haunting me forever

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  • 18 years ago

    by Strange Angel

    Wow. truly unique. a stunning poem, created by breathtaking imagery, and an eerie pace. a wonderful piece of art. keep it up, you really have talent.

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