An end to meA Poem by Ethereal Brookesgoing crazy
there is a darkness inside of me.
and it's growing. spreading from my legs, to my arms, to my teeth. i'm pitch black on the inside and it's not showing. i feel my heart trying to avoid it but my brain is telling me to let it in, so i quit. what's the point of trying if you know you'll never win? its a game you know, me against the dark. it's not very fun though yet,on and on the darkness embarks there is no light inside me not a good bone in my body. the darkness continues, this it guaranties. this, my friend, is no gaudy the voice is in my head saying i'm what it needs but what for is left unsaid but still, the whisper proceeds... its a game you know, me against the dark. it's not very fun though yet,on and on the darkness embarks i am not friends with this darkness this darkness that has corrupted me. but it offers me a promise, something that will set me free. take my life and it'll die with me so i grab the knife, letting it know i agree. so i slit my throat and let myself bleed. so i guess the voice can go off and gloat because the darkness has finally put an end to me. © 2015 Ethereal BrookesAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorEthereal BrookesCOAboutI'm 15 and i want to be a writer. i am currently writting two books, one on wattpad one on here. my name is not really ethereal brookes but i don't wish to give out my real name or picture. go ahea.. more..Writing
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