I feel no sorrow
I think but do not know
of a place of distance shadows
of darkness and pain bellow
me head is full of hatred
my soul contaminated with dread
my hollow heart it echos
a tune of the undead
sleep alone, shallow death
I take my final breath
I run into the darkness
my thoughts refreshed.













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"Sit your ass down and drink your damn tea!!"
--Cid, FFVII
"Go ahead, indulge in your freakish masturbation! It's all you're good at!"
--At chan, Paprika
: D
Btw, I just love re-reading your poem, it makes me feel like I'm right in the thick of it all; caught up in all the crap that life holds for us *sigh*
It kind of reminds me of this book I just read called 'America' by E.R.Frank(you should check it out, its a good read); It's about this kid (America) who's sexually abused at a really young age, his mom is abusive but he can't leave his house; eventually he goes through a bunch of foster homes and ends up at some care home thing talking with this therapist who he's really relucant to talk to because through his whole life everytime he got close to someone they would leave. 's a touching story, amazing, really. (I'm just really crap at sumarizing (sp?) so it probably sounds like a horrible book ><;
anway, once again, awesome poem! ^___^
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