Author: ThePetrovaFire PM
A poem that speaks of an affection towards the dark, the unknown, the evil...Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Poetry - Words: 98 - Published: 09-01-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3054912
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The lucid gloom is catching my breath
A wicked balance between life and death.
My draining blood begins to flow
Some cruel fate's deciding which way to go.
The shadows impersonate shades of grey
I see their true colours as I'm fading away
Whether to surrender or to withstand
in my inner fight I reach out for your hand.
The mirror's strongly reflecting my pain.
I look into your eyes and they show me the same.
My heart is in a shape so black
I look in your heart and the darkness shines back.