Reaping The ReaperA Poem by Sad PenguinRevealing what's behind the maskA grip tighter then hatred A smile emerges A feeling like no other Filled with electrical surges Death looks back Our eyes meet Gazing with enchantment Words can't describe this feat I lust for you Revealing your face Standing silent Becoming violent The picture comes together I'll never know completely Only knowing some An ever growing mystery I smash the glass visions of the past Bleeding out fast life unclasped feeling less trapped Now that death has been unmasked © 2012 Sad Penguin |
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1 Review Added on June 3, 2012 Last Updated on June 3, 2012 Tags: sad, depressed, depression, poem, poetry 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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