ANGST GONE BITTER (Part 1)

ANGST GONE BITTER (Part 1)

A Poem by The devil is me.

i breath
i choke
dont pray for me my halo broke
i loath
i sleep
the pain is all mine to keep
i seek
destruction
without it i cant function

 

ive never understood before
didnt see this way before
i dont believe in god anymore

 

i burn
i blister
i hear the devil whisper clearer
i puncture
i bleed
my scars are lessons i need
i die
i decay
right before your eyes i fade away

 

ive never seen this way before
never understood before
i dont believe in god anymore

 

close your eyes and count to ten
in three days i rise again

 

by c catuara

© 2011 The devil is me.


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Added on September 20, 2011
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The devil is me.
The devil is me.

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