Like a flood
In my soul
Like a hurricane
And I'm the boat
Darkness flows
Unearthly, it glows
It ebbs and flows
A surreal wind blows
Chilling tooth, nail, and bone
Down to the core
Cold sweat pours
My throat is sore
Inky tendrils hone
In on their prey
And I want to run
Far, far away
But fear held me fast
In clutches and chains
Rooted in the past,
Blinded by pain
And now I lay
Asleep on my bed
But take a look
Inside of my head
And you'll find a void
As "farewell," I bade
The smile on my face
My masquerade
Soon you'll see right through
My brave charade
As shadows ring true
In Death's Parade.
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Chills... Every. Single. Time.
'As shadows ring true... in death's parade' *shudders*
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The Darkness Within: Vol. 2
PoetryA second installment, a continuation of its brutally and abruptly discontinued predecessor. It's a very personal poetry book, as most of those who have read some poetry from the original would know. Long story short, I write to vent, and this is wh...
