...memories always come back to haunt us...
...to reveal the hidden truth lost within us...
...to remind us of what we’ve been through...
...of what was false and what was true...
...she was the broken mirror of my dreams...
...the cold illusion deep in my screams...
...the fake love that i could not see...
...now love can no longer blind me...
...cause with our past we must learn...
...forget all letters... just let them burn...
...forget all lies… and all your doubts...
...all those questions in your shouts...
...I try to get back up on my feet...
...to feel my broken heart’s beat...
...to set me free from my own chains...
...from my own venom within my veins...
...from the dark stain the wounds left behind...
...the painful past deep in my mind...
...the fear that leaves me in dismay...
...cause haunting memories never go away...
...so I’m trapped in my own world... lost in my own tears...
...down in a deep hole... cursed by my own fears...
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mid night poetry( part 1)
PoetryAbout mid night poetry :collection of dark poems that I use to write or have written at night ! "I'm different. I will give you my treasure chest of darkness first. If you can handle that, then I'l...
