Phantom Of A Disturbed Mind Poem by Sleinez Robs

I close my eyes and wish it didn't happen
All the flashbacks starts coming
In the darkness I see nothing then it all starts fading
This phantom in my head hinders me to rest
And my pillowcase drenched in tears, a mess

Something tells me to end it all
Engrave the curves of his lips on my wrist
With the bottle of wine and my fist
marks the walls of sorrow, a melancholic symphony
coming out from the burrow where the Phantom's beast lays

Black is the color of my walls of sorrow
Everything hides in the corner of the shadow
No mirror, no portrait, no candlelight
Nothing is visible in the twilight

Years of inevitable madness, this Phantom won't vanish
It feeds on my sadness, my misery - its fetish
Nobody knows how gloomy it is, lying at night with a sadist
No soul validates the tears I hide
‘coz all they know is that I'm fine inside