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Author: Insane Person of the Darkness
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Angst - Reviews: 7 - Published: 12-05-02 - Updated: 12-05-02 - id:1104853

A/N: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! I’m going to be randomly posting poems! Go ME!

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The Darkness of Myself

I am an endless wanderer

Trapped within my mind.

The space I have is small and dark,

With only the smallest bit of sunshine.

I see the small light

Every single day.

I want to trap it in a bottle,

Make all these bad thoughts

Go away.

I am a prisoner to myself,

And late at night I have to cry,

Because in my mind

I see the faces

Of those who were left behind.

I go through this

Every single day.

I’ve been a prisoner

For as long I can remember,

This is where I must stay.

I close my eyes

And open them.

It’s black and dark,

And sometimes cold.

…How I long to feel

The warmth of the sun.

I am a warrior.

I have to fight a war,

But only with myself.

There is one thing more

I wish to have:

That one thing is,

To be at peace with myself.

The sun goes down.

My small light fades.

It’s darker than ever,

And it’s like this

Day-by-day.

I live in fear of myself

Inside my own mind.

So here is where I will wait,

Waiting to be free of my bonds.

The bonds that seem

To take the shape

Of my own being.

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A/N: go me!

Also—check out my other poems! If you’re looking for a good laugh, read my poems about Fred, my Rabid Penguin of DEATH!. It’s a good read.

Happy trails!

POWER TO THE PENGUINS!

~ Lady Eowyn

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