My lose

My lose

A Poem by Lord of mad men
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I know on my blog I said I was not going write for a while anything but case files but I need to write.

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a coldness has come over me
a darkness I know too well
a coldness that use to be a friend of mine
a darkness that was a part of me
it freezes down to my soul
it blackens my heart to its very core

it strips me of myself
it uses a sharp blade to hollow me out
it leaves me empty inside
that emptiness consumes my every thought


light is shattered like glass
that caused my heart to bleed
blood drippers to the ground 
peace is not found
just more pain

pain is numbed by the darkness that consumes me
I am alone
I hear the voices of hate silenced
piercing silence

left alone in the dark of my own soul
an icy heart stops and shatters like glass
nothing is left behind

it does not hurt like pain
it is a lose of myself 
that makes me shade a tear
tears of lose 
tears that drown my soul
in sorrow and pain

tears never fall from me

© 2016 Lord of mad men


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This is one of the most beautiful dark poems I have read. Darkness and sadness to its core.

"tears of lose
tears that drown my soul
in sorrow and pain
tears never fall from me"

Heart wrenching lines....Thank you for sharing this beautiful write.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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This is one of the most beautiful dark poems I have read. Darkness and sadness to its core.

"tears of lose
tears that drown my soul
in sorrow and pain
tears never fall from me"

Heart wrenching lines....Thank you for sharing this beautiful write.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coldness. I have found that coldness is unwelcome if it is not familiar. So I keep it rather cold around me all the time.

So when the unknown cold actually does hit, it has nowhere to go - nor does it disturb me ...

However, if you are hearing voices, you are in good company, many of us do. :)

The trick is to not let them control you, but for you to control them.


Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lord of mad men

7 Years Ago

So true but that is what fuels me, the unknown is the best and worst part of the world.
dw817

7 Years Ago

It does seem the best stories are made from the worst memories ... take care.

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