E Nigma


~silence Isn'T Always Golden~ - Poem by E Nigma

I've often felt unnoticed
Until I fell on suicides side of the wall
She whispered darkened secrets
Said she would be my guide

A crooked path she's woven
A web into a razors edge, defined
At the ledge and looking over
I dove in so I could climb

I feel invincible
Passed a mirror, invisible
I've walked between the lines
A deadly life defined

A ghost without a grave
A Nameless face, masked in pain
The pendulum swings over
A tightrope without a net

Time ticks away like the bomb
Hidden within my chest beating
Me with thoughts I behest
What's to follow, obedience

Weakness demands strength
Her aim is to please
Gripping hold of my indulgence
I showed her why she should've never
Spoke my name

Topic(s) of this poem: thinking


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 7, 2015



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