gothic?

Gothic?

 

 

 

All dressed in black

The way I act

Walking home

All alone

Not speaking out

Not one shout

In despair

No one to care

Dark and bleak

Death I seek

Razor blades

Memory pains

Heart broke

Won’t laugh at a joke

Windy night

Silent fight

Make-up and chains

Feelings and lost names

Black nails

Heavy crosses

Hurting from crippling losses

Depression

Oppression

Never learning a life lesson

Give up

It’s enough

Sighing

Lying

Crying

I think I feel like dying

Am I gothic?

Reviews

[Mikaela Macabre]

Well, I think that this poem is interesting, it creates a mysterious mood. The question at the end provokes thought and encourages the reader to read it again to see if they can answer the question.