Dark Poem by Khaos Dven

Despairing demons that come out at night, pacing in your room with out the right. Devils that slip into your bed and whisper into your ear with devilish fright. The ghost that lays down in my bed and whispers her love, the undead, evil thoughts that bore into my head. Skeletal grins that make you pay for all your sins. Hellish laughs and flames that lash, this torture to forever last. A hell that’s everlasting, never satisfying, the one who revels in the dark. The one who is a nark. The one who doesn’t have a heart. Dead silence cold, the ones that don’t get old. Flaming skulls that make you see things, and make you crazy, but none of this fazes me. Violent death the one that steals your breath, the one who is always in depth. A long twisting labyrinth of remorse, and, everlasting source. My Dark. My start of something that’s so much more than memory, its something you cant see. Something you thought could never exist to be. Deep shattered twisted soul that will NEVER be free. Screams of agony, constantly haunting me. I was made into a beast from the west, unlike the rest. Until I met the angel that sang while it rained her voice rang. I took her into my arms while she protested saying she was trapped by ancient charms. A gift from above I could tell, she saved me from hell. I took her with me ignoring the consequences, and the growling responses. I took her with out a threat, without a single regret, nothing to fret. Our lips locked an I knew I could never be her angel, her white dove, her true love. But for her I will not go, I will not die, I feel alive when she’s by my side. SHES the one who saved me in the end, when I needed a friend…and for her I will be stuck in the Dark, ill let it take me and mold me, keep me, even though it wont set me free…the Dark