My light is too bright,
My eyes hurt at the sight.
Everything is too loud,
Or maybe I'm just too sad.
My insides are bogged down,
And my head pounds.
There is no reprieve,
For the words that haunt me.
Intentional or not,
My trust has been shot.
My heart hurts with words I can't say,
And my head hurts with words I don't want to think.
I just want a calm, dark corner,
To loose myself in.
Is that too much to ask,
Or have I crossed an invisible line.
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Dark Poetry
PoetryThis is a book full of poetry I wrote myself, so I ask that no one steals it. As you can tell by the cover and the name it is dark so don't complain that I didn't warn you. Although I still write poetry and will update it, most of the poems are olde...
