Weapons of warfare ignite
inside my head
I am bombarded
with vile disease
Explosions of disaster
feast on my stinking carcass
Darkness echoe's in the abyss
of my tortured brain
Screams of a thousand regrets
shed tears for me
My intestines churn
until my guts bleed with
interminglings of corroded pus
Self loathing cuddles me
in the aftermath of open wounds
made from my past
Infections lull my cerebral
cortex into dementia
as I sing myself to sleep
amidst a disquieted night
Alone, desperate and wanting
A contest entry
- Touched By Your Pain by i.s.i.s.
540 points, ended December 7, 2008, 8 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Very dark...I can smell the death and destruction and feel the depressing darkness of your inner being....very good!
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Shallow and darkness.... get out of their... its not good.....
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Ohh boy..it feels like I've been enveloped by a
darkness that cannot be broken! I seriously hear
screams of anger..excellent work!
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Although this is a very dark it is avery good write! Good luck in the contest
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Masterful
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Glad that I got the chance to read this.You did a great job of expressing what you wanted to say.I liked the title and the way the words flowed.Good luck in the contest.
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