In My Darkest HourA Poem by Sad PenguinAn idea I had about Hell.In my darkest state A light flickers Even though I no longer see I feel your presence Its this presence that allows me to breathe Why I continue to exist I feel around my cell only to discover shards of glass At my feet, snakes consume the floor The hissing is deafening I cover my ears to no avail Then I hear your voice clearly for the first time The most beautiful voice I've ever heard It is with this voice that I beg for forgiveness It is with this voice that I plead my case.... It is with this voice that condemns me From such a seductive call to frightening laughter The growling of demons fill the air With the shedding of tears The nightmare begins
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1 Review Added on August 17, 2011 Last Updated on December 16, 2011 Tags: Dark Poetry, In My Darkest Hour, Sad Penguin AuthorSad PenguinLAAboutI'm a male in my twenties who is currently going through a rough patch. More than two years ago, I have been diagnosed with the following: Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Major Depression, Agoraph.. more..Writing
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