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Darkest Days To Come

Staring at this blank page I admit defeat, I lost all I had won, Thieves stole everything I was worth, Heart break after heart break but here I am, I reman still the same, Feeling the coldness of my lonely soul, Keep faith in a love that has yet to come.

    This darkness spreads as I slowly fade away, Warping into the things I hate, As I take this heart in my hands as it chips and breaks, Never finding my grand champion, that single love that never fades, everlasting flame, many come yet never stay, the pain deep down resinates into my entire being, suitors witness the everlasting torment my mind inquires, they think I’m crazy but they will see, the day they understand just like me.

    The gauntlet of longing hearts never filled, looking for another being just like me miles apart you’ll see, falling for the one who never loves, standing strong in this war against darkened hearts, temptation spreads body and soul, longing for the feeling to feel nothing at all, days darken as depths of this forbidden feeling engulfs the sun, nothing seems to matter anymore.

    Running fast in this footrace to defy its orders, no matter how fast I run I never escape the beast, so run all you like its pointless, the monster you fear so much resides within, the more you resist the stronger it gets, the need to cleanse yourself increases till it consumes your every thought, so now the cleansing begins.

    Cry till the water runs cold, fight till your too weak too move, release the pain till the world goes numb, till someone loves you the way you loved too, ways never believed would be returned, meet the god of perfection you dream of, wishing to take away all the pain making everything ok, whom longs to taste all of my everything, longing to bring me to our own little piece of heaven among the living. 

    But now its to late for us, as now I’m consumed by self hatred and worthless feelings, I cry as I please for your forgiveness and begging you to never be what I am, so I beg for your understanding and wish you well…

            As I submit with a razor to my darkest days to come...

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