Darken Dreams

Darker times of my life.

 

Darken Dreams

As I lay here in my bed,
all I wonder is am I dead.
Can this be my suicide,
was it done with carbon monoxide?

 

Pale white and flush,
Blood red lips so lush.
Broken bodies on the floor,
Laughter behind a door.

 

In a room dark and damp,
A light flickers in an antique lamp.
I feel my arm in a clamp,
I am doomed without my champ.

 

Cutting deeply within my skin,
I can feel this blade that is thin.
All my unheard screams,
Within these darken dreams.

 

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