After a much needed de-stress Post-TEE holiday, I am back!
Chirpy, happy, but still able to produce angsty type poems (which are my favorite, if you haven't noticed)
Actually, I'd like to thank Black-Panther for her most excellent reviews that seemingly motivate me to start seriously writing again.
I've got a story in the works, and hopefully, it should be up in the near future.
Anyhoo, there's To My Darkness, by me! Raz2b.
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To my darkness.
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I dedicate to you this.
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Even though you may not remember me,
Or care that I did.
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You saw many things in the span of your stolen life.
You saw me burn.
You saw me cry.
You saw my rage.
You saw me lie.
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You saw me kill,
And my followed regret.
You saw my tears,
At things I couldn't forget.
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You saw my cruelty,
You saw my pain.
You saw a determination,
That you never will again.
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You saw me turn alliances,
To bitter rivalries and fights.
You saw me spill blood,
Far into the night.
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But the blame lies not,
With the thing that is you.
Rather the one,
Who fashioned you,
With malice and hate.
And did not realise it,
Till it was much too late.
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Within my soul,
That very night,
In a single moment,
I lost my fight.
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That weakness caused me,
Something much too dear.
But gave me the power,
To rule others through fear.
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Was that power worth it?
Was it all that good?
Or was it more sinister,
And darker than it should.
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I noticed a change,
A deadly bitter feel,
To defy my soul,
And my teachings to kneel!
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I will not be slave,
To the ghosts of the past!
But I did not realise,
How long the high would last.
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Soon I crashed,
And surveyed the sands,
I saw all the blood,
I had spilt with my hands.
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All the cries and the pain,
I had caused in my fight.
Was this all too much,
Was it worth all this plight?
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They say fate is kind.
And destiny is true.
Well, Fuck fate.
I hate you too.
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But
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I wonder still,
If you were never born,
Would I still be in the darkness?
All my hopes and dreams torn?
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So I will thank you,
In my own special way,
For all the pain and the joy,
At the words you will say.
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When you find me at last,
If you choose to anyway,
You may choose what to do.
And thus what to say.
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To the darkness that lurks in every soul.
I dedicate you this.
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This poem I leave to you and to anyone else who neve quite understood.
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To my darkness.
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Wow. That was fun, wasn't it? Try and guess who this is talking about.
Review if you feel this deserves it!