Friday 1 June 2012

You Don't Know Me #74

Ever wondered the other side of me?
Something else less desired to what I want to be.
Hard to explain remains quiet,
Easy to express remains silent.
Always felt this weird darkness within,
Shimmering wanting to burst open unseen.
Infecting the rest with sorrowful unknowns,
The devil part of my remains it's cold.
Killing everything I loved,
Cursing each that deserves.
Filling them with fear and tears,
Coming slowly he appears.
Nothing else matters,
Than a sadistic moment.
A mixture of both sorrow and a surge of rage,
Fearless from both insane and afraid.

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