You

Where your footsteps tread

poison spews from your mouth

 

your soul is black and dead

evil thoughts swirling in your head

 

those who you touch are dragged into hell

thier voices muted so they can not yell

 

thier insides rot as thier bodies drop

becoming useless and frail

 

emptiness flows from your heart like a river

drowning all life , minds locked up in a jail

 

Your eyes are empty, no life exists

death becomes the only bliss.

Author's Note

just something that popped into my head

Reviews

[Chris]

you despise with a good flair...

[London Poet]

Dark, dark, dark! This speaks to me of the most toxic person you may ever meet and how they drag everyone into the abyss with them. Very powerful word expression.

[Elizabeth]

you are such a gifted writer! All of your writing has beautiful flow and I always love reading your poems! please keep writing!

[Riley Mistwood]

Thank you so much. That means a lot to me :)

[night/light]

Really. Dig this.

[Riley Mistwood]

Awesome. Glad you liked it

[Savior of Time]

This is an amazing poem. Perfectly describes this boy at my school. I love it.

[Riley Mistwood]

thank you :)

[Savior of Time]

you're welcome:D

[Casper Dumass Lecroix]

Dark and brooding would not like to experience but its pretty good to read

[Euro]

Nice poem, I like the way the ideas flow and how the words sway their way
Keep it up!
-Penelope H.

[Sacha Davison]

Pretty good for just "popping into" your head! (:

[Riley Mistwood]

thanks

[Jeremy Baker]

Very bleak and stark. You captured this mood very well. One minor typo - 'their' instead of 'thier'. Easy to do! I liked this poem.

[Riley Mistwood]

thank you

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T..]

Wow! ..and I thought we were kinda-sorta-maybe friends, too. Yet, you have captured the nice side of me (you) quite well, I think. Perhaps I should knock first, rather than just "popping" into your head? I'll try to be more polite the next time but just remember, it is said, "...death is only the beginning."

[Riley Mistwood]

Lol, shhh no one knows its of you