Say hello
To the waking darkness.
Blanketed by snow,
But deep below
No one will know
That a child sits there, heartless.
Lose your wings
Beneath the hood.
I heard things,
I felt things,
I saw things
That no one ever should.
Lose your Soul
To the sky of gray,
Burn in coal,
Lose your goals,
Hate your role
As you tumble down the day.
Learn to hate
As you know to love,
It's not great
To have a fate
With a clean slate.
If you rise above
You won't learn from your mistakes,
And make them again.
Drown again!
Bury yourself!
Lose yourself...
Because
I don't want to see you anymore.
I don't want to deal with it.
If I could handle you, I surely would,
But I've done things no one ever should.
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Walking Into Black
PoetryDon't fear death. It does nothing for you. Death is at every turn; the challenge is if you choose to accept it or not. Don't fear pain. Pain is how you learn. Pain is the side-effect of life. If you live life fearing getting hurt...can you tr...
