My darkest hour

• Artist: SMILES_208
• Description: The inner pain of being left behind. I got my insperation a piece of poetry I read long ago. I can't remember the name though.
• Date: 01/24/2009
• Tags: darkest hour blood pain misery

Engulfed in the blackest black.
Frozen, I lay on the stone floor.
Sleepy, and surrounded by pain.

Blood. I feel it on my skin.
Wet, warm, and sticky.
closing my eyes, when will the pain end?

I know your gone, never to return.
So why don't I leave all this behind?
Drowning in misery, stop the pain.

I must end this now.
The pain, the suffering.
I can't take it much longer.

Take me far away from here.
Away from blood, misery, and pain.
Take me away from my darkest hour.

Comments

[Miekka Kuoleman]

you wrote this well. the words cut deep and are dark. i love works such as this, no matter the sorrow behind the words, please do post others i look forward to reading more of your work.

[tony starks body]

wow...it's very....how can i put this so i don't sound like an insensitive b***h.... OH! it sounds very sad, but it's a very good poem!