Darkness

I turn on the radio
And pray there's something on
To rip out my heart
And scatter my soul beyond.

I am an unknown phantom
And fade without a fight
What's fear to a nonentity
And what is wrong or right?

If love is ripped away
And tears shed are wasted water
Why should I care what happens
To me, the darkness' daughter?

My life's a dream turned nightmare
But I can always hide away
Haven't I always loved the darkness?
Or have I just not seen the day?

Reviews

[MoriartyMesa]

While reading this I happen to have https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kw_Lf-JhdSU playing. And the flow went so well to this that if you were to read this has a spoken word piece I would recommend the music. Your words are like the mirror effect of the music. Brilliant work.

[An owl on the moon]

You brilliantly weave darkness thread by thread, into mind, heart and soul... What a journey into ponderings and longings... and that last question all in darkness should ask... Perhaps we've never really seen the light of day. Powerful.

[Vartul]

The moment i begin thinking that you're perhaps not THAT good, you blow me off with a new piece.
"I turn on the radio
And pray there's something on
To rip out my heart
And scatter my soul beyond."
What beautiful lines! All lines touch my heart, but i don't think quoting them all would be good.When was it written? And what inspired( should it be despired? ;-) )you?
One thing though-' "Susanna" is an unknown phantom ' could you change "Susanna" with a pronoun or some other thing? i don't know, but it feels out of place.But if you feel that the originality will be lost then don't change it.
Well, i've got some pics for your poem.See my photos