You're a shadow rising up
From the depths of Hell.
How long you're gonna stay
I am asking you to tell.
A cold iron grip
On my clammy hands.
I'm really wondering how
Far this fall is gonna be.
I can't see.
You're my captor, you're my pain,
And my comfort.
You've got full control
On my body, mind, and soul.
But you're my comfort.
Alone on a stormy night,
You're knocking on the door.
Here to share a tear with me
'Cause I'm always wanting more.
I'm the Beauty, you're the Beast,
But I'm still not pretty.
Like fun house mirror glass,
You distort my view of me.
Now I see.
You're my captor, you're my pain,
And my comfort.
You've got full control
On my body, mind, and soul.
But you're my comfort.
I wonder what it'd be like
Without you.
Without the demons in my brain,
Maybe I'd be lonely
Without your pain.
But I'm chained, addicted,
Hooked on the tears we share.
But I don't think you care.
But you're my comfort.
A/N: This was originally written as song lyrics. I changed some of the structure so that it would work better as a poem, but most of it is the same.
Written in late 2017 or early 2018, edited in spring 2020.
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The World's Ending Now
PoetryPoem anthology made up of my poems from the past few years. Sometimes dark, sometimes meaningful, sometimes random.
