Dark thoughtsA Poem by a-decaying-soulA poem to portray the mind of someone who is depressed and how they perceive their life to be.
Distinguished by my dark thoughts,
An unbearable pain that ought not have been bought Swallowed by my self hatred, comes the days i have long so dreaded Tired of having to awaken; to a nightmare i have not yet forsaken My only need be a sharp blade, across my skin only to never fade © 2014 a-decaying-soul |
StatsAuthora-decaying-soulCoventry, Coundon, United KingdomAboutI am a young individual who aspires to become a writer/poet. Some of my greatest influences have came from beautiful poetic people such as Sylvia Plath and Oscar Wilde. I also produce a series of abst.. more..Writing
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