\*Dark depression
Exposing itself again
Like a cloud of smoke that
just comes rolling in
Blasphemy and fire
like a crimson haze
Looking out the window
there have been darker days
I see myself looking in
Reflection I see it coming again
drops of blood and horrid times
I see the life of another time
when blood was rain
Fire on the ground
Life of the insane
Lost within
this cloud of time
I see My eyes
with a Hazel shine
as I walk with the shadows
looking down at you
I see you walk
with a crimson Hue
blood red Veins
Rushing through
Hopeless Moments
I see you through
this Night mare you call home
door bells ring
and the time has come
rushing through your heart
I strike Like with a grim flash
blood Lust and a dreary past
looking at you softly in the mirror
you see it now
Is it coming clear
as the night comes before us
dreary times are upon us
life is lost at the drop of a dime
moments like memories in Rhyme
Rhythm In time
and the sea that comes along
A pure white Blanket with blood
the eyes that come within
and see the harm
The dreams that follow you too the end
The time in Crime and the sea within
the Wind that whispers your name
the voices and the choices
that you made
it all comes together and makes you whole
the Life before is about to Unfold
Look beyond the Crimson walk
Look beyond the wall you see
that black rock
that makes me
I wish I could take back time
look again and see that Rhythm
that would change the sands of time
the lost Marker in my eyes
that crimson glare in star lights
dreams that form in the night
The night mares that follow
with bloody time
I am lost and finding Myself
That look of life within Myself
Its all coming too
as I look In the Mirror I see you
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Author notes
Written December 10th, 2005
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darkly beautiful
nice poem! very descriptive. thought it is very long it does flow elegantly. very nice! ^_^ -
Nice work very dark I hope thing get a little lighter in the end
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A great piece, though long I enjoyed every moment of it. I also had to read it a couple of times, just to undertsand it better, but I'm not moaning, many of my poems are like that too lol.
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very descriptive, despite the length it seemed to flow really well as well, in my head anyway, I could almost imagine it being read out as a voiceover to an early Iron Maiden song or similiar. I had to read it twice because I must admit I struggle to understand personal poems but this seemed nice and dark and thick and black, just like depression is.
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Nice write Lucian
Really liked it, very descriptive and person.
Nice job
Becka
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