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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
How Dark It Can Get

How Dark It Can Get

A Poem by Solis-Lopez
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YEEE!! a darkness poem, mostly how i felt during a very difficult time in the stupid family that i have. >.<

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I looked at the person who had been there

The people who gave me life

Were now tearing my life apart...

And not just mine, but my little brother's too.

 

It's as if they didn't care, they just didn't care...

They battled it out with each other

They yelled through a reciever

And our hearts blackened.

 

We wondered if it was because of us

Because we were being cold to them

But we knew

Only darkness this strong stems from darkness much farther

out of our reach than we could possibly hope it to be.

 

I wondered why on earth they'd do this to us

Why would they say that this was for us

when we were flying between hate and depression every time

we looked at their faces?

 

And you kept f**king saying we were your only reason for living...

Have you ever stopped to f**king think about why we live?

It's for ourselves and for our friends, *******!

We don't live JUST for you, damn it. We have our own lives.

We know you have your own life too f**k it damn it...!

 

The darkness devoured me when we stayed there at their house...

I was starting to become happy but only because...

Only because of the stupid light that was holding my hand every time we were alone

Damn that f*****g light back and forth between Heaven and Hell...

It tricked me so hard that I fell over and the darkness nearly consumed me.

 

Who held my hand next though?

My good friends at that fun place...

I thank them every single day for holding my hand and caring for me

Asking how on earth I was holding up...

Offering me a place to stay!

I have a life...

I know my brother does too.

His friends cared, they wondered how he was doing.

A girl even cared for his hand too...

 

I have returned to a stable mind, so has my little bro...

and the Darkness has yet to consume me again.

The real Light called life has regained pieces of my sanity.

My life isn't broken shards...

It's a taped up piece of glass that says "life"

© 2008 Solis-Lopez


Author's Note

Solis-Lopez
WHOOH! i actually wrote about it...uh, would this count as a poem? nah...i wonder tho. o.o;;

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this is a wonderful piece of art! of course it is a poem! i love it!

Posted 15 Years Ago


its incredible! It explains so much i can almost feel the pain written in it. Words can have feelings by how their used... and im not talking about words like "mad"... its hard to explain, but when words are used in ways they h ave feelings

Posted 16 Years Ago


Hm, a very scattered poem. The imagery is just astounding; it reminds me in vivid light how broken up you seemed for that awful time. We were clueless, but still wanted to help you. Glad you're feeling better.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on March 24, 2008
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Solis-Lopez
Solis-Lopez

Houston, TX



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Well it looks like I'm in college, writing and drawing in my spare time. I'm not much of a writer but it gets me going and I like to just sprawl ideas out wherever I am. more..

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