Horror In The Palms Of A Forsaker.
Again, with every strange title I put up, please think about before reading it. And respond to the question I'll later on mention that will be of what you thought about the titles. Ok moving on!!
Tattered...
Shattered...
Splattered....
Torn to the very stitch!
Broken to the last end...
Your face all over the walls of rage...
Written in scars.....
Upon your arms.
A dreaded memory to look back on,
Of that of child hood lead to your unwise decisions.
Hauling a piece of your self into an abyss of madness...
Condeming what was left of me...
In what is now your distant memory...
Break me!
See if I care...
Dare me...
Scare me...
Glare at me...
Stare me down...
Give off a terrifying flare of unjust disgust from those looming eyes...
See if I will take the risk!
See if I won't show you my darker half...
Don't think you'll win!
See if yours is truly worse than mine!
Shattered...
Splattered....
Torn to the very stitch!
Broken to the last end...
Your face all over the walls of rage...
Written in scars.....
Upon your arms.
A dreaded memory to look back on,
Of that of child hood lead to your unwise decisions.
Hauling a piece of your self into an abyss of madness...
Condeming what was left of me...
In what is now your distant memory...
Break me!
See if I care...
Dare me...
Scare me...
Glare at me...
Stare me down...
Give off a terrifying flare of unjust disgust from those looming eyes...
See if I will take the risk!
See if I won't show you my darker half...
Don't think you'll win!
See if yours is truly worse than mine!
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This is seriously a haunting -- and depressing -- poem. The emotions here really get deep down into the mind of the reader, which stands as proof of this work's power. Very well-written.
You already know I write about depressing stuff. And thank you for your opinion :)
that was really great
good