Dark And Evil It Is…. An Anthology Of Short Poems Poem by Natalie Partna

Dead
Evilest of wishes,
Darkness with lostness,
Coming miles around here,
It's like death with extra crises.

Me?
I plant a smile on my face,
But it lies and deceives… what a waste.
I hurt badly… yet nobody sees,
Life is like prison… not a breeze.

Magic
I feel dizzy and weak.
I feel bad, sad, and evil.
I feel power, a wonderful power, a bad power that feels so right.
It feels natural.
I like to believe I'm magic, and special.
But because I feel these emotions…
I feel no one else does.

Darkness
Death is like an open gift,
I wish it could be easily shared.
But the evil soul…
Diminished you whole.

Evil in me…
My soul's engulfed in blackness,
Blacker than can be.
I can't see the shades of Grey,
That's hidden in-between.

The System:
Soulless creatures,
Lifeless bodies,
Sorrowful grievers,
Powerful criers.