a journy throught heart ache

Alone in an empty void darkness surrounding me.

It’s getting darker to dark to see.

Broken hearted souls weep sorrowful cries.

Blade in hand starts of your demise.

 

Blood soaked razor dripping rubies fall to the ground.

Heart and love lost now can never be found.

In hell is now where I reside.

Alive on the outside but inside I have died. 

 

Sparks flair.

Lives in despair.

Death is in the air.

 

My cursed blood runs deep within.

I shall soon die because of great sin.

As tears of blood flow out my eyes.

In me head echoes the screams of horrid cries. 

Gaze in to the reaper’s eyes.

 

Who know what you will see.

From the nothingness forms a bloody sea.

A tortured heart lasts for an eternity.

No pain, love, joy, sorrow.

My heart in black and hallow.

 

Angles of death from beyond the grave.

Shall tear out your soul you cant be saved.

I walk the path hidden by shadows.

As I walk I see bodies swinging from the gallows.

 

Fate would agree.

She and I were not meant to be.

Tides of doom come upon us.

Death’s diction will be just.

 

Years pass.

Love won’t last.

Feelings felt in passed days.

In the future it will fade away.

 

The darkness thought out my head.

Fills my heats with great dread.

Here I lie in my own pool of blood.

There is enough to cause a flood

 

My heart ache.

My soul break.

I will do what ever it takes. 

 

To raise my heart and old feeling from the dead.

Alas there is no more to be said.

These are my last words for I have no more blood to shed.

Reviews

[♍ Kirstin ♎]

I like this but your main problem is because you use a full stop at the end of each line the poem doesn't flow well, if I were you I'd look back on this and fix it where appropriate, it'll improve this so much if you do.