Welcome Visitor: 
When nightmares come and dreams disappear.
Submitted:Jan 18, 2012 Reads: 8 Comments: 1 Likes: 1
Traveling through my veins
The darkness flows free
Blue to red settling to rest.
Marking your wounds, for everyone to see
a black heart appears to the world, your shames shown.
No longer the darkness hides,
for within my skin, blue turns to red.
My black hearts finally free,
simple now is the darkness for it
stands out as the worlds disappeared.
| 
Email this Poetry
| 
Add to reading list
 |
Add to Reading List |
 |
Become a fan |
 |
Email It |
|
|
| Generate eBook | |
Share on Other Sites: |
|
Other writing by EganPhotography85 U N K N O W N D R E A M S 2 Worlds F O U N D Your Window Meet me under the Mistletoe
Poetry, Poem, Life, Death, Pain, Sad, About, Heart, Hurt, Depression, Hate, Hope, Romance, Sadness, Dark, Loss, Lost, God, My, You, Girl, Alone, Broken, Suicide, Me, Fear, Friendship, Nature, Time, Friends, Anger, Joy, Tears, Family, Dream