Dark Voices - Poem by gothic fairy
the voices of the dead ones,
the shadows of the unknown,
each day goes by with every hour that scratches,
with each second torture.
counting down towards my soul.
erase the people to forget the truth.
the worthless truth that takes hold,
bruised hands that never seem to heal.
the voices of the dead ones becoming your night,
the voices of the unknown calling, asking, wanting.
empty promises, worthless.
ripped, torn, wont bleed anymore.
no faith, no hope.
letting the darkness surround me.
letting the cold wind wipe the tears of dead sin.
you could pretend to forget to ever think,
but the world doesn't agree.
voices calling me,
telling me they will listen.
shadows protesting that ill be safe,
asking for my hand.
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