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* Dark Poetry*

I hate it when I feel this way,
When darkness takes away my day,
I hate my hands when they shake,
Don't know why I cant just wake,
And feel the beauty of the world,
Not let its sadness get me so down,
Feeling like I am buried under the ground...

Don't even know why,
but I want to cry,
And the sadness in my heart whispers;
”No you want to die...”

I push it away,
And smile for you,
But this feeling lasts all day,
Was it something you said,
That made me feel dead,
Laying my heart open
For all to see?

What the hell is wrong with me?

I cant be alone when I feel like this,
I will seek the bliss
Of that keen edged blade,
Feeling who I am began to fade,
Walking like a ghost among you all,
Seeking to take that final fall...

Sure I have pills to make me sleep,
But when I wake,
I still weep,
Feel such sorrow in my bones,
Wanting only to be left alone,
Yet knowing if I do,
This will be the last time I see you...

So I sit in the room,
And listen to all of you,
Tell of joy and hope,
Love lost and found,
And try to cope
With this sadness in my heart...

Shadows wake and venture to close,
Lithe fingers that grope
For mine and try to intertwine
Their lives with mine...

How do I chase them away?
When you cannot stay-
Can never touch my lips,
And tell me how much you miss
The feel of my soul
As we kiss…

I hate it when I feel this way,
Wishing all the world will just go away,
Yeah I know its me,
But even that doesn't help me see,
A way to escape this hell
As I drown in a sea of memories...