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chains of hades

Poetry By: dollyhamid
Poetry


Tags: Dark


how i see the past


Submitted:Feb 18, 2013    Reads: 9    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   


There is something lies within my mind,

Haunting my restless soul every night;

Pulling me into a cold, morbid world that has no light;

Making every glimpse of happiness or rest dies.

Giving me flash backs of what I don't want to see;

To make me think I am the greatest sinner has ever been;

Tearing every wish, hope, and dream;

Making me the prisoner of what I used to be.

Torturing me with all I hate to see;

Chained me with my faults that keep dragging me deep;

Into the lobbies of misery, weakness, that is filled with pain, liars and haters,

People call it past, I call it hades.





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