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On the verge

August 8, 2012


The storm is raging,

the tide is determined to sweep me away,

the soul is damned,

the heart is set to break,

insanity is willing to overcome,

fear is all out to overwhelm,

joy is on its way out,

happiness fading…evaporating like a mirage,

feet to frail,ready to resign,

pain by my side,

fed up,

till the sun shines till it pokes its heat within,

and bring about a powerful thirst,

will the sadness be my companion

and we’ll enjoy narrating tales of destruction

as night hovers impatiently.


From → dark poetry

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