Children of the light
May never understand
How the agony is the ecstasy
That lives behind this man.
I have a dark cell
That is my beacon
My light, your hell
I don't live in the sun.
He takes me to places
No man dares go
Goodness he erases
So we may enter the show
My darkness shall last till death
When I am crawling on the floor
I have no regrets
I need him more and more.
I swallow poison each day
To calm the one down.
But behind me he stays
Mainly not making a sound.
He is my sweet sugar
Without him what would I do?
Some men live for dollars,
I wish for me that were true.
My pain is my passion
Dark and cold as it may be
Live a life of addiction
I would die if I were free
Author notes
I'm sure people understand this one.
A contest entry
- 4 Options: First Love, Darkness addict, Rain, or your Almost Lover by Rain-Shot-Rose.
600 points, ended September 7, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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"My pain is my passion
Dark and cold as it may be
Live a life of addiction
I would die if I were free"
i loved this stanza!! it's so true. thanks for entering my contest and good luck!
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