Bex Heal

The Arms Of Death - Poem by Bex Heal

cold, hard, overpowering
screams of disaster
throughout the world
never seeing hope
always darkness
banned from opening my eyes.
Can not believe
that good will come
from so many things
gone wrong.
Can only rely on death
to end my pain
once and for all.
My head screams
with the cries
of the tortured
the cries that raise up
from my own throat
as i run the blade
across my once smooth skin,
now stained with blood
and perpetual tears.
everything darkness
awake in the arms
of death.
forever pain,
forever black,
forever death, death.

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  • (4/28/2010 9:17:00 PM)

    Wow sounds like some serious stuff your goin thru hope you will pull thru it excellent poem so much emotion nothing is forever keep that head up ive felt like that be4 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 28, 2010

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