DarknessA Poem by LookwithinsightI’m not one for love. I’m one for love lost. I pay for the darkness, no matter the cost. Image of the artist. I try my hardest to slip from its claws, but it’s a part of me. Sorry, I tend to run from things. I don’t stay long. Get a good look before you can see. Get a good look, I’m ugly, I’m gone. This inner turmoil, this knife as my pen. I try to cut it out, but it lives. It lives! It lives within. You could say it’s my friend, for lack of better cliche. For lack of better words, it grounds me to Earth. It’s fucked up stability. A fucked up ability, to size you up,predictability. I’m not one for love. I’m not one for hate. I like it here, heaven can wait. Nothing shocks me anymore. Not sunlight. Not half-moons. Not crescents. I sleep until noon. I’m completely consumed by the depth of my disgruntled nature. I want to meet the maker, and tell him he’s a buffoon. He left us all to fend for ourselves,and said he’d see us soon. Well, heaven can wait. Heaven can wait for the day my darkness goes away. © 2014 LookwithinsightReviews
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3 Reviews Added on December 3, 2014 Last Updated on December 3, 2014 AuthorLookwithinsightLexingtonAboutMy name is Kimberlee, but people call me Kimmy a lot. I'm eighteen and I live in South Carolina. I never know what to put on these. I write poems. I'm making this so that I can meet other writers, s.. more..Writing
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