Dark Guardian

Rookie - 10 Points (5/14/1993 / In a dark cave)

Dark Guardian Poems

1. My Concealment 3/3/2010
2. My Struggle 3/3/2010
3. The Monster Within 3/3/2010
4. Deep Within Me 3/3/2010
5. The Triumphent Anger 3/4/2010
6. My Lost Flower 3/4/2010
7. The Hardest Fight 3/4/2010
8. My Torn Life 3/4/2010
9. The Pain Of Understanding 3/4/2010
10. Manager Of Life 3/4/2010
11. The Pain Of Death 3/8/2010
12. My Dark Foolishness 3/8/2010
13. The Pain Of Leaving 3/15/2010
14. My One True Path 3/16/2010
15. My Life's Lesson 3/16/2010
16. This Feeling 3/16/2010
17. The Wait Is Over 3/17/2010
18. The Moon's Gentle Touch 3/17/2010
19. What Must I Do 3/17/2010
20. The Difficulties Of Dropping Out 3/18/2010
21. My Worries For Her 3/18/2010
22. The Weight Of A Sister 3/22/2010
23. My Broken Mind 3/24/2010
24. This Obvious Pain 3/24/2010
25. Your Choice For Me 3/25/2010
26. Your Pressure 3/25/2010
27. My Painful Wait 3/25/2010
28. Love's Sweet Humor 3/29/2010
29. My Roller Coaster Love 3/29/2010
30. Your Caring Arms 3/29/2010
31. My Love For You 3/29/2010
32. My Friends Struggle 3/30/2010
33. The Difficulty Of Explaining 3/9/2010
34. Pleasing All 3/12/2010
35. Learning To Forgive 3/12/2010
36. The Hidden Truth 3/12/2010
37. Screaming At Me 3/15/2010
38. Stop The Painful Yelling 3/15/2010
39. My Pain Inside 3/3/2010
40. My Nightmare 3/3/2010
Best Poem of Dark Guardian

A Lifeless Soul

There is a person
Who goes through life,
Without a heart,
And without a soul.

He goes through life
As dead as a corpse,
Because he feels nothing inside
Only the cold of the Arctic.

He is always feeling abandoned
Because of how others treat him,
He feels that he will no longer have to wonder
If he even had a soul to begin with.

This person has gone through life
Feeling nothing at all,
But the one true feeling
Of a lifeless soul.

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My Concealment

For as long as I have known how to
I have kept my anger concealed within me
I have kept it in a black box
With dark red chains made of steel.

Every time I get a little angry I store it
Within my box; even though every time I do,
I feel the pain inside of me
That I can’t stop unless I stop concealing.

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