Darkness costumes her mind,
Thoughts racing around her head,
Her demons snoring so loudly,
Oh how she wishes she was dead,
So we dance on egg shells,
Trying our hardest to keep the peace,
Don't want to break this fragile quiet,
In case we wake the demons inside of her,
This casual dance of push and tug,
Little do we know we are dancing to the beat of her heart,
The tempo speeds up and we are flying now,
Her demons are waking,
Can you hear the low growls,
Her screams can't be heard over the music,
So we keep dancing until the music slows down,
As it slowly drifts off,
So does her life,
The light disappears from her eyes,
Her demons finally won,
We collapse to the floor,
The music gone,
We sit in silence,
And mourn the loss of another beautiful life..
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My Broken Thoughts
PoetrySo these are some poems I've written over the last few years. Warning some are pretty depressing while others are mushy love poems. The ones with dates as titles are my super old poems from 2015 Hold on and enjoy the wild ride of my broken thoughts.
