This dark, dim lit room cries
for light.
It's too dark.
I can't see.
There's no windows here,
no doors,
no way for escape.
Their dark demeted minds,
adding dark thoughts.
Feels like they are pulling
strings above me like a puppet
on a string.
They...they pirsist in
laughing at me.
Stop it!
Go away!
Need to escape!
I must escape!
Tried to break free,
but I failed.
Sick twisted fucks.
Leave me the fuck alone.
Let me lay down and die.
Please let me die..
Goodbye!!
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Written July 9th, 2004
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excellent
This poem is really dark and I do like darker poems. (I'm holding a contest right now for dark angst poetry if you care to check it out.) I like the graphic language, too, that adds to the intensity of the emotions. Good job all around
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hmm, pirsist should be persist
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coolies!!
after you had read my poem, you said that you wished that you could write dark poems like that.... well you did really good here. this is really dark and when i read it, i could feel the pain of being trapped. it is horrible to feel that way, and if that is the case then it should be changed. this is cool... really cool
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