grim blackhart Poems
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On Sacred Ground
I stray onto sacred ground
The resting place of souls bygone.
Solace is what I seek,
But there is no solace
No succor to be found
Not here among broken, fallen stones.
Nor bent, wilting trees.
I search for you under the moon
Thoughts of you race through my mind
Feelings better left unspoken.
This was our place
The fertile earth from which the black rose of our love took seed.
We exchanged blood amidst these graves.
Transfused our darkest thoughts and dreams.
It is here too that our love died.
A fitting place for something that is no ...
The Mind Within My Mind
That great insidious manipulator
Again has crept into my mind
Unleashing all it's terror
And dreams of hellish times
It robs you of all honor
Cripples all your hopes
It preys upon your weaknesses
Destroys your will to cope