more dark poetry

"god help my poor soul!" -E.A.P

 My HEART is bleeding my soul is dying
I'm still trying to LIVE but inside I'm crying
tears of crimson BLOOD no hug could ever heal my pain
it's ripping me apart from the INSIDE making my heart turn to cold ice
crumbling into ashes turning my SKIN pallid white
making me FALL head first into that pool of darkness
where all my nightmares EXIST and the demons kill.

Author's Note

short sweet and annoying where are anti depressants when u need em?!!!!! uggggh!

Reviews

[Aileen]

i know th feeling. trust me. l8tly i've bin feeling th same way. good writing.
ur friend
Aileen