Darkness fills my patch of light.
Forcing away all of my sight.
Pain stabs me contantly.
But you don't understand, you cannot SEE!
I thought it was over, once and for all.
But you continue to play with your voo-doo doll.
Scorching my skin with your eyes fire.
Enclosing me in a Hellish empire.
I sit alone in this inferno.
With all hope gone of being let go.
Tears stream my face with hot intensity.
How can you torture me so contently?
Okay now you've had your fun.
Your soul is darker then the midnight sun.
Please, kill me now, you may win.
Only you could commit this ghastly sin.
A troubled soul is all that remains.
Not including my mental stains.
My soul is trapped forever in your hollowed Hell.
But it is okay because yours is as well.
A demented poem from a tourmented Soul
Author notes
idk why i write dark and painful poetry like this but it just flows out of me.
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