I stand against the wall.
It holds me before I fall.
I don't want to fall today,
I just want one more day to stay.
Even if my blood seeps through the cracks,
My world will always be black.
Everyday my soul will try to soothe,
Just so the darkness cannot unsoothe.
I sit down to think,
The bag on my back making a loud tink.
My thoughts are deep, my thoughts are dark,
My world around me is falling apart.
My mind flickers to a place where thoughts can bloom,
But the flicker of a lights slowly fills the room.
But the light quickly vanishes without a trace,
And the sense of sadness shows upon my face.
The tears from my eyes trickle with my blood to the floor,
And I can faintly hear and see the slamming of a door.
The door was probably my life,
My life that was full of pain and strife.
I face my head down to the ground,
My cries becoming a loud sound.
The sound diminishes as I take my last breath.
Knowing that it was my death.
My soul will never soothe,
And I now I've let the Darkness Unsoothe my heart and soul.
~Penguinz
Dedicated to my friends, whom have been with me through thick and thin.
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Kenn's Book Of Poems
PoetryWelcome to my book of poems, made by me. Every time I write a song, I'll put a fragment of it in, or just put a regular poem in. Are you ready for another bad poem?
