To Let Darkness Conquer

In order to go on living,
Without the love of you,
I would have to rip my heart out,
And live without the supply of blood.
All of my blood would drip,
From my lonely soul.
A sign of a love once lost,
Memories slowly die.
I would be a cold shell,
Without blood, love, or life.
A lonely corpse wandering,
Slowly through the world.
To live life,
Without love or passion,
Is to slowly die inside,
And to be eaten away,
By cold darkness.
I shall be one of these people,
Inconspicuously rotting.
Trying to solve the war,
That is raging inside me.
A war between life and death,
Darkness and light,
Love and loneliness.
And by the coming dawn,
Death, darkness, and loneliness,
Shall conquer all.

Reviews

[Misled Legend]

Nice. Very Nice. I can relate to this poem in some parts and I usually think that is the best thing of being a reader: To relate with the work. Please keep up the good work.

[nono]

Very interesting, nice job. And I can see much time spent on it. It seems you put some thought into it and to make it all come together. Nice job keep up the good work!