Bullet Train To Paradise
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Poem by: cet93
Silence drags on . In the dungeon of the dawn . As she dreams , my eyes bleed . Ruby heels, a dress to kill . Giving birth to madness is a thrill . Taking power from my heart. A dagger that tore it apart.
A war child cries. In the comfort of the skies. Unaware of the beauty that brings forth demise. She's a daydream. A kaleidoscope of crimson With a blood stream . She can't be tied down . She is an angel with a frown. Burning medallion a protection for my life. She dances with the darkness in a love of endless pride. I'm just me. A wounded being , In a fate forever haunted. Life is not a dream . When you can't wake up from the dream you wanted.
Linger sunset, Blissful as a kiss. When I fall into my misery . I know I won't be missed. She is a horror . Bathed in eternity. A helpless child , Masking a walk of serenity. I begin to walk right out of her world. Away from a pain. That poisoned my heart.
As I wake all alone . My body has become cold . Now I am doomed. My bleeding eyes are forever my home . No more happiness to ever be shown .
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Comments
The first step to healing is affirmation..."I am more than this...I am worthy of having great things and great love in my life." Stuart Smalley You Tube...
I am just playing with you...
I feel your pain...Lighten up...
The poems come from a dark place that no 24 year old should ever experience....You have a whole life ahead...Yes, I know these are just poems....but how do you write what you do not feel?.....
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