Stuck to the fog your shadows escape my heart
I followed you in the darkness you took my breath away
Long is the time past the point of tears
Forever in the silence of darkness I have kept you for years
I tried but you followed I tried to push you down
You kept on with your misery
Spining me round and round and round
I gave into the silence let my angels tell my side
Brother of the battle the demons died but I'm inside
Hell is my home where you kept me
You took away my pride
Tied to the sticks of tomorrow can I run away
Long in the dark so lost in fear
Can I ever run away these dreams
I think the deepest cost of a man's soul
Is loving all to much
I have paid for my sorrows till empty
My cup of life is drained
Will someone offer me a drink to be the king
I'm lost the darkness and I can't escape
Lonely as a prophet with nothing to proclaim
My heart is lost
MY viel is torn what I remember is taking all the pain
Lost in the pitt of tomorrow yesterday's sin is my mistake
Can I escape this pitt where I have been torn
Am I simply slippin away
I have cast my thoughts and my sorrows
My tears have turned to dust
Lost to the maidens of virtue
My goblin princess I disgust
Lost in the pitt with only my fears
Long lost is escape
Deep in my hole
I've lost my soul
And I cannot wait
To escspe this pitt I must endure the pain
The power of facing the fact i'm insane
My deepest fear my heartless grave
Is the fact you're not the same
No longer a maiden to quench me
You must appear
long and lost what I've forgot do I run away
Or accept your tears...

beautiful mypain perfectly

Your pain is not anything but what you make of it Carol :)… a lot of us keep pushing further into the boundry if what we're doing is right and fate splits the road in a decision that regardless of what path we take the road always connects to where we were headed in the first place... Whatever you're searching for in life will find you and make you whole :)

Beautifully written... It reminds me of what dwells inside of anyone who has or is suffering from addiction... Or merely surviving, not embracing life and their soul.

Nice poem .

This exactly it is very beautiful

Queenie there is a rumor circulating about and I must simply find out if it's true maybe you know something? Please message me because I am simply a man who does not understand... And while smart my own creativity can be a very disasterpiece willing to unold if i'm doing the right thing or not?

There is truth to a lot to be said and what's said is that I have been ignored and escaped my own pain no addiction but lifeless I have thoughts of joy of peace yet I have my sorrows my anger my griefs While written beautifully I am scarred I am not measured by my creativity but by is a woman simply going to love me for being me or is she the greatest thing truly making me happy? Fights occur can she replace my scars my fears my tears? I have been ignored and loved at the same time. And when it fades do I make them feel miserable in leaving me? Do they know I still remember them I have some who kept as friends and an ex is still an ex what I have to say if anything is needless becoming a poet has opened my heart and torn me open at the same time...