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Hidden Requiems
Ok so I've decided to make a thread for all of my poetry. I'd like some constructive criticism.
She locks herself away Unnoticed. Unwritten. She sits alone in the dark. Whispering. Wondering. She waits to see if someone comes by. Listening. Waiting. No one is coming. No one is listening. Blind. Deaf. Only to her. She says. Why is she so alone? She wonders. Angry. Her heart is racing. The battle is not near over. Only the sound of her breathing Haunts the air. Quietly. Unnoticed. Give me a chance. She says. Let someone listen to my words. She says. No one is listening. Nothing is changing. No one cares. She can only remind herself of those facts Because to her no one is there. They're all gone. Dead. In the darkness. Too blind to see her tears. But when she hears a voice Telling her it'll be ok She cannot help but think she's dreaming About her true desire for Someone to listen. Someone to understand. Someone to love her. To not be blind Like the others Not cold or judgmental Like the others. Just a listener. Nothing more. Calm. Collected. Loving. Kind. All these things she hoped for and more Are to come But is she lying to herself? Is this real? Has she found someone who understands? Is this a dream As it seems to be? She is uncertain But she is so sure That this is The final chapter Of her pain She can feel just a bit of hope That this is the end The end of all the agony and sorrow The end of all the nightmares and lonely nights But she is unsure She still wonders If this is all a lie Will this be the end... Or a new beginning? Life or death? Darkness or light? It all depends On this moment. But she will never know Because she just awoke To that same story Of a lonely soul Burning rooftops in the distance Demon hands reach for fire Black-Cloaked figures stare at the followers Whispers linger around the corner The emotionless eyes of children hide behind their hands Fallen angels lay on the cold asphalt Black tree limbs hang over the night sky The smoke from the fire blankets the ruins Demon eyes stare back at me Filled with hate and evil Their gaze slowly cutting my soul And breaking my self control Fiery wings of hell angels Graze my fingertips As I try to reach For the unseen light Covered by darkness I try to find the way But keep getting lost In this overwhelming path of evil The emotionless eyes of children hide behind their hands Fallen angels lay on the cold asphalt Black tree limbs hang over the night sky The smoke from the fire blankets the ruins Demon eyes stare back at me Filled with hate and evil Their gaze slowly cutting my soul And breaking my self control Fiery wings of hell angels Graze my fingertips As I try to reach For the unseen light
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