Here goes my "emo" poem :roll:
Drowning in these eternal feelings of darkness
Suffocating in this unending madness
There's no way out of this dark place, no relief
All I can do is hold on to this blasted belief
That maybe there is someone special out there
Who will save me from this all-consuming despair
This dark, haunting place borne of pain and sorrow
A place where there is no future, no tomorrow
Just the immediate present, no not a gift
A hopeless, endless eternity spent adrift
Right here, right now, that is all that matters
Yet the past, the time when my fragile heart shattered
Haunts the present, the inevitable future
Dark, persistent thoughts that tear and twist and torture
Breaking down the infrastructure of thick, brick walls
A towering fortress, made of hate and rage falls
Replaced by sadness, a bubbling river of tears
A deep wound, quietly festering for years
Breaks the tortured surface, covered in mottled scars
All these twisted lies, they have gone beyond far
Deep lines, vines that grow through soft desert land
Bleed bright bloody tears over empty, porcelain hands
Let out the pain held so tightly within
This is torture I must endure, surely I must have sinned
With quick precise cuts, there is no time for despair
I am out of luck, my escape is finally here
Drowning in these eternal feelings of darkness
Suffocating in this unending madness
There's no way out of this dark place, no relief
All I can do is hold on to this blasted belief
That maybe there is someone special out there
Who will save me from this all-consuming despair
This dark, haunting place borne of pain and sorrow
A place where there is no future, no tomorrow
Just the immediate present, no not a gift
A hopeless, endless eternity spent adrift
Right here, right now, that is all that matters
Yet the past, the time when my fragile heart shattered
Haunts the present, the inevitable future
Dark, persistent thoughts that tear and twist and torture
Breaking down the infrastructure of thick, brick walls
A towering fortress, made of hate and rage falls
Replaced by sadness, a bubbling river of tears
A deep wound, quietly festering for years
Breaks the tortured surface, covered in mottled scars
All these twisted lies, they have gone beyond far
Deep lines, vines that grow through soft desert land
Bleed bright bloody tears over empty, porcelain hands
Let out the pain held so tightly within
This is torture I must endure, surely I must have sinned
With quick precise cuts, there is no time for despair
I am out of luck, my escape is finally here
