darkness is consuming me.
i watch as the clock ticks past
two. three. four. five.
the temptation is strong
it always is
but i promised her
i wouldn't give in.
i reach for the blade
bring it close to my skin
my mind is clouded with
the darkness within.
then i remember
her promise to me
that if i gave in again
she would too.
i put down the blade
and walk away
knowing she will proud of me
for another day.
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Poems
PoetryJust some random poems of mine. Some are dark, some are happy. It's just my personality.