So, I showed this poem to my best friend, and she called me, reprimanding me about being dark. The truth is, I don't think my poetry is dark, I think it is truthful... Is this too dark?
I feel my world changing all around me.
In many ways I rather hate what I see.
I look into a mirror, I look at in in spite.
My life is now darkness, I cannot find a light.
The wind is blowing violently in the cloudless night.
I close my eyes and listen, so tired of the fight.
It barely even notice, I do not feel the pain.
Now that all is lost, there is nothing I can gain.
If this is the end, I am not afraid.
All thats left is thinking of mistakes that I have made.
I feel the darkness closeing in, one last breath I take.
I see a face approaching, it knows what is at stake.
Though I do not know it, his eyes are filled with tears.
He rushes me away, like it was one of his worst fears.
I know it is a lie, a good impression to be made.
As I drift in and out, to life farewell I bade.
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