Angel From My NightmareA Poem by Inked Superman
Maybe the end of my life has come near,
but here I am again with nothing to do. Life spent trying to find a way out of here, Getting away from all these feeling of you. After tonight I will make myself free, Knowing it will be to late for me to pray. I cut feeling freedom as it comes to me, Now instead of you, I am the Devil's prey. You are what created this darkness in me, All the pain you cause is what created it. Death the only way to get away from you easy, A life without pain, my heart will not permit. See no longer will I have to do as told, This stream down my arm will end it today. Freedom was a lie, apparent as I get cold. Now It's come, my soul's own doomsday. No longer will I have to hold on to this will, No more dealing with all of life's bull s**t. Cold taken over, feelings I no longer feel, My blood and hate are now my outfit. All the love and hope I have is dead, I forge my own path to the afterlife. Death was never something I would dread, When we met was when I lost my life. I still don't know the reason we ever met, I do know what you did to me was unfair. As I die the one thing I know I can't forget, You're the demon Angel from my Nightmare. © 2016 Inked Superman |
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Added on April 14, 2016 Last Updated on April 15, 2016 AuthorInked SupermanNacogdoches, TXAboutI'm just your basic country boy from the backwoods of East Texas. Ink is how I tell my story whether it's on paper or on my skin. I know I'm not the best writer or anything, or even if they are good. .. more..Writing
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