My sky, my darkness

Those who say that love and sorrow
Are the best enhancers of the mind
Should feel really, REALLY stupid
When these feelings grind and grind
Grind my bones down to the ground
Like a rotten, forgotten toothache of the rapture
Chases me like the hound the saints never could capture
I don’t know what this is anymore
Feel like a whore
I know who’s fault that is…
And it isn’t mine
My hand is shaking
That of death
Made a deal last night
And he can already tell
Nothing can bring it back
I can notice a certain lack
Of passion, desire
For the new world
I found the exception!
It is mine to obey
Pioneers are my people
When the clouds clutter the sky
Behind them; forever blue
Go further, go far
And all you find is eternal darkness.



This is a form in which I rarely write, moslt ybecause I prefer stories, but still. Please comment if you see a line or two you like 'cause I'm gonna use some of them for other poetry... I just had to get this out. And I kinda want to share the feeling... okay, that was a lot of jabbering. sorry.

OMG.
you!
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i like it mate :]

i like that ! well done

Fanchoo